I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for.
You were meant to read these words.
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
The Grasping of Hands
We can't see it from where we are. But from above, you and I are the same.
We can't see it from where we are. But from above, you and I are the same.
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