Secrets told

Prayers for the youth and the ones departing. For the coming and the going. For the ones with hearts full like banquet bellies and those with hearts like confetti. Prayers for them all. Prayers for them all, you all, me all. Secrets unfolded and unsealed. I think I’m in love again. With myself. With my being. It’s been too long.  

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