There was a time when I wore myself like a border, tight against the skin, a fragile perimeter of breath and bone. I called it “me” and trembled for it.
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Stepping Within
They saw the empty space I left, The pew unfilled, the rites bereft. Heard silence where the hymns once soared, And whispered low, "He's lost the Lord." Their faces etched with kind concern, For lessons they believed I'd spurn. They saw the structure fall away, And feared my Soul had gone astray. But oh, the [...]