In all my days, I want to have peace.
In all my days, I want to have joy.
In all my days, I want to have honesty.
In all my days, I want to have faith.
In all my days, I want to have power.
In all my days, I want to have me.
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Edge of Becoming
Looking down from the edge, I feel bravery rise inside the vastness— alarming echoes of the past ringing through my chest. I take a brea...
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If I sat quietly inside my mind, I might be able to pinpoint the absolute. If I stir up the passions and beauty of all that I feel, I could... -
My lips are wet, tasting the honey of passion. Moist and tender to touch, sensuous prowling for desire. Enter the suggestions I have see... -
I reached forward to take the hand, a saving hand of encouragement and strength. With all my doubts and pity for my every cell, I took it a...
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