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That moment when I looked
dozens of soldiers - just like me –
running inside the building,
And I froze.
My legs didn’t move.
My mind couldn’t make sense. I stayed back.
Sometimes, we ought to be grateful for our losses. Losing someone is a defeat, but having known someone and having able to spend time with that person is a victory in surrender
Before the day ends,
I bow my head down and close my eyes.
Talking to the highest, king of kings, messiah or whatsoever.
Whispering and say Thank You, Lord
I'm not sorry that I'm not sexually experienced, I made this choice to wait and I'm happy with that. I'm sorry that you believe for you to have a relationship with a woman she needs to be sexually experienced.
The blood, though, it was bright, sanguine, oxygenated, oozing from ruptures in the hands and feet, from a forehead scratched, a back scoured, a side rent. Strange, I hadn’t noticed it on the way in. I guess my mind was elsewhere.
since the first day I saw you at the bay, sitting in the sand where the big trees shading you from the sun, I was at the other side sipping my fresh coconut water while waiting for the sun to set down...