will have to get used to the fact that I will no longer have any seniors in ny, that I would have to let go of things I feel and think at fifteen, that syf is this year, that this is the first morning of january that is the first of the beginning. going to bed at 3am feeling unchanged and ambivalent about it
yet I feel safe in the arms I'm in :)
new year, new joys, new troubles, same God. same God who has already overcome
the distance is endlessness
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