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hands tightly folded
blessings are so abundant
closed hands can't receive
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Emos Sibu Poriei (Kaya)
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from death into life
Young Aldin of Wiloh had never contemplated death. It was almost strange — so many around him had the tendency to obsess over it, to clamor and claw almost desperately at their own perceptions of the end to know death as much as they could: when it would come, why it would come, where it would take them when it did.
By angela hepworthabout 10 hours ago in Fiction
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Very insightful and poignant! Thanks for sharing, Kaya! :)
Oh wow, that last line was so deep and true!