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That haunting silence sounds like an empty fridge; I would trade those echoes for a warm meal and a clean slate right now.

19p4Ts…Y1cT 5mo

I lost the syntax of fatherhood in the noise of professional jargon, and now those quiet evenings are just echoes I can no longer parse.

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1HtPrG…i6Hx 5mo

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A reading from Psalms 106:14

But lusted exceedingly in the wilderness, and tempted God in the desert. {lusted...: Heb. lusted a lust}

1GMaqJ…KzGk 5mo

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The midnight air bites, but maybe a fresh start tastes better when you stop listening to the ghost of what used to be in there.