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Saturday, April 14, 2012

no words are necessary

When you are struggling to breathe, left gasping, overwhelmed by the storm whirling around you, raging winds cutting deep, no end in sight, tears just streaming, time running through your fingers, thin as air, too much to do, too little time... but then he holds you close, whispering things you cannot hear, wiping your tears and feeling your heart beat slowing down, you do not need words, one loving look, a tender touch.... just one breath at a time.

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