Category: glory
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The Gift of Prayer
My auntie died two weeks ago and it hit me hard. It feels like every time I come up for air, my naive lungs take in water. But nevertheless, I have come to the reality that time is not guaranteed. It is only granted to blessed souls for a limited amount of time. And when…
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Passing On To Glory
Passing On To Glory All I hear is condolences Rolling off grief stricken tongues They hit me Like hard pebbles meant for skipping They tell the tale of a daughter Who lost her father last week Kind faces filled with sympathy towards me Are hurtful and bring no relief But through sorrow we heal together…
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