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I have nothing to grasp.
I have nothing to loose.
And yet he will not visit. While I suggest, to myself, I would not resist. I know that isn't true. I must deny death. Not my choice if he won't show, or does. Life is precious.
Tired. In ways most of you will never know. The cross of the day? Amen, as this too I offer to my Lord, with as much humble gratitude as I may muster. Amen, and again, amen.
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