All the ways we are broken
All the ways we are broken stun me. I trust them all;
I trust none of them. It’s miraculous we move through
days, tangles of loss and wounds.
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All the ways we are broken stun me. I trust them all;
I trust none of them. It’s miraculous we move through
days, tangles of loss and wounds.
All the ways we are broken Read More »