Prayer. Today I am empty of all thought. I rage in an emptiness, reaching for support into a myriad senses. All ache in tune. Soon I shall not wish to remember These harsh waves of emotion. But today I have wished this time away. There is no sorrow like an old sorrow, where it has run it runs... Sign in to see full entry.
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