I Am
butterflies
blueberry jam on toast
sunset
light through broken glass
surrender
broken, yet
happy
silly, sullen, sad
dandelions
on a breeze
grace
two lovers on twisted sheets
the babbling brook
roots running deep
the breath of God
gnawing teeth
broken bone
glory
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