Nightly to daily,
a view of these addictions;
it steals to give.
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Kendall Defoe
Teacher, reader, writer, dreamer... I am a college instructor who cannot stop letting his thoughts end up on the page. Very grateful to have found this other opportunity to expose things to the light.
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Time
Time. Time is so very interesting isn't it? It zooms past in the moments you want to last and dances oh so slowly in the moments you can't bear to wait. But, it doesn't really change it's pace does it?, a minute will always be sixty seconds, an hour sixty minutes and a day twenty-four hours so, how is it that hours can feel like seconds and seconds like hours? When we stop and think about time that's when it plays it's tricks on us.
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When Jesus didn't answer me.
I was standing alone in a desert. It was windy and dark. The sun had already gone over the horizon, and night had come down to face me. By then I understood that darkness is inevitable and that we are only passing through as guests. I could only spot a few specific lights in this seemingly abandoned little town. Hopefully, there was someone to help me find a place where I could spend the night. My first stop was usually a fire station.
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Great third line! 😎
Excellent!!!💕😊💖