A Damaged Heart

A damaged heart is utterly prophetic, isn’t it?   All of its piles of bandaging, miles of weak needle and thread rushing off into an oblivion we do not yet know is just the journey of our souls.   It is the clearest paradox: with its burden, one can see the world clearly, unbiasedly realContinue reading “A Damaged Heart”

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