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When the abuse in our lives became unbearable I ran. I offended my brothers and left them to that hell. I will never forgive my self. what 14 year old child would know how in 1975. I ended up in Newark New Jersey on the streets in winter. What do you think happened then?
Love in the moment without expectation. Love is like fire. Sometimes it's out of control, ravaging our souls. Sometimes it fades, leaving us wanting. Then lightning strikes or a static spark ignites it. Love has a potential energy that can be spun up unexpectedly.
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Replying to @char74
Your writing is beautiful. It inspires me and is soothing and I also do not know exactly what and where love is. Yeah Yeah I'm overthinking semantics again. Or am I? Is hate the opposite of love? Is sex love? I if I don't embrace other people's ideas of it? am I loved or Damned?

Sep 18, 2020 · 4:02 AM UTC
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