Why God, why? My mind is full up Full up with festering, disturbing images, sounds, memory raw, weeping, bloody red, each visit from my past, like a scab being ripped off, re-finding, re-opening that. This past is forgotten by others scares healed, memory lost When Lord, when, when will you enfolded into the arms of peace and wholeness when?
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