the heart that
insulates itself
against getting hurt...
insulates itself
against loving,
and being loved.
only by wading deep
into the pool of suffering
and pain...
are we set free
to dance the dance
of communion...
there is a healing
in giving without thought
of getting back...
and the freedom
to live.... redemption
in a touch!
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