Coughing, Coughing

We etched our names into the Tree of Life//Giggling childishly, nervous to be caught...

This Wild Grace

The road that once was ill-defined will never now be without trace...

Welcome to my mind. Watch the first step, it's a doozy.

Know ye that the Lord he is God: it is he that hath made us, and not we ourselves; we are his people, and the sheep of his pasture. -Psalms 100:3

"I saw the Angel in the marble, and carved until I set him free"

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