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Will I stop missing you … in time? Will I stop seeing you in the distance … in time? Will time become more or less meaningful … in time? I guess time will tell. At first time had no meaning. You were not here. You were there. I wasn’t. Each day was made of endless…


No More Tears

written many times, through many years I wonder if when I cry again tomorrow, I will find I have no more tears. How many tears do we have? A never-ending supply, I fear. I believe God gives me tears to wash all the ugliness away. So I cry with loneliness. I cry with disappointment. I…