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Her eys search for a place to hide.

I wonder, would my open arms be enough for her to run to safety?

Could love have tempted her and hurt her for her willingness to trust?

And, punished her for her curiosity of exploration?

Could she love?
Could she trust?
Could she, once again, submerge in the depts of love with open arms?

Could someone have hurt her with love?
What could be more hurtful than love is pritence love.

She trusts and still holds to the past as she wonders why is she giving so much taught and time to what has past.
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Agustin Avatar
January 24, 2026 at 4:46 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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