despite our good deeds, the chatter of our best intentions, our many kindnesses, God is at work in us, close to the bone, past the sinews of our virtues, to the marrow we cannot feel, the sudden, helpless tears when we know what we are, and can go on.
1. Reply with your name and I will write something I like about you. 2. I will then tell what song reminds me of you. 3. i will tell you something only the two of us will understand. 4. I will try to name a single word that best describes you. 5. I'll tell you the most memorable moment I've had with you. 6. I will tell you what color you remind me
this is going to be a dorky entry so everyone go ahead and laugh but i just wanted to write an ode to poetry because it is so wonderful... *sigh
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