/ Wednesday, 7 October 2015 /
How do I carry on with a calloused heart? No, not to save you nor us, but to save myself.
(In case of a plane emergency, please wear your oxygen mask before helping others.)

You are still nothing yet somehow made beautiful—word after word.
So let it sink in.
'Til it flows within.
'Til it is your very flesh.
'Til it bursts forth.
And your heart shall carry not only yours
but his
and hers
and theirs.

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