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If you want to revisit the past, make sure you get back in time.

It's funny how something I wrote ten years ago could speak so intimately and directly to present- day me.

Funny in a good way, of course.

"A day drifts past, our souls untouched. Is it ever too much, will our cries be heard? I sit and wait on a quiet hill, calmly reaching for the warmth of grace. A broken dream, a mended heart. Live those sleepless nights. For there is a horizon yet unseen."

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