Carla Murray

Boundless Love Prose

As I look back at my life, there are no words in my mouth, but there is now a sparkle in my eye that you must see. A skip in my step that was never there, and almost always a smile on my lips, keeping back the laughter held deep inside my throat, waiting to escape.

But you know that, don’t you? You realize this, as you are a wise man. I have found my way at last in a world that can be cruel and unforgiving. For as I fell, you would reach out your hand and help me stand. And as I collapsed

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