I wait.
The silence.. the soundless rise and fall of my chest.
I am disturbed with life. Angry at pain. Desperate for youth. Riddled with fatigue.
Encumbered by the weight of circumstance.
I want to encourage, enlighten.
But…there has not been a word uttered between us.
Just the silence of passing time. The beauty of a dark, starlit night and the worries of this wounded world.
I wait.
Victoria
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Brave and real. “Standing in the gap” on your behalf. Sending love.
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