Oh, my love.
Can’t you see? You can no more drown in her love than the sky can fall.
I did hear you. And hold you up.
Reach out.
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Bridging the Infinite and Individual with a recipe of Grace and Grit
Bridging the Infinite and Individual with a recipe of Grace and Grit
Oh, my love.
Can’t you see? You can no more drown in her love than the sky can fall.
I did hear you. And hold you up.
Reach out.
