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The Borrowed Sorrow

The Borrowed Sorrow

She didn’t cry that day — I did. I was sitting at my desk, typing up numbers, when a sudden wave of energy suddenly coursed from my gut to my head. All at once, I was overwhelmed by a sense of loss, sadness, grief, and pain. Tears welled up in my eyes.

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When the Sky Came Down

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When the Sky Came Down

There comes a moment when the heavens fall, not to destroy us, but to return what we once lost: truth, remembrance and knowing. This is the moment when illusion shatters, and clarity walks in barefoot. It is the beginning of your power rising from within.

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