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Words string together in my mind like the rushing river….
Lost in the current of thought…
Gone too fast to contemplate…
Hope…excitement…longing…anticipation…
Distraction….
Delusion…
Disquiet….
Paradox…
Hope and Fear cannot live together…
So many words…
So many questions…
So many …too many…
Confusion….
Your sweet voice in my ears like a warm summer breeze…
Soothing…tempting…beckoning…
Delicious distraction…
A dream hidden in reality…
Another paradox…
Dissipating disquiet…
Breathe….just…breathe…
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∼ Reconstructing Christina ∼ 