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And then sometimes night unfurls her dark bony fingers and makes us all glad to sleep in this strange and wonderous fever dream. I hold a heart beating under the skin of my hands. Blood flesh bone beat beat beat. This woman is a wife and a mother she has had her heart broken by her husband and still it beats beats beats on. Love makes reluctant soldiers of us all- even the most faint hearted among us at some point find ourselves standing for love- standing in the edge of a cliff or in a desert or under the sea. The agreement with birth is death and the agreement with love is grief.
Posted on: Tue, 22 Apr 2014 04:50:34 +0000

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