Amongst the sheets, broken beads of heart, limping soul of where I’ve been and where you’ve been,
I understand it is hard to know the words on the pages of your life story.

I want you to see through the barbed wire,
See me jump over the burning, scratching ache of your time line so that I can hold you at the end and let you know that in the end of it all. I love you.

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