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Late-night thoughts…💭 Holding on to the roots of a brittle tree that gave way in his hands, breaking off piece by piece. New growth replaced what was lost, but as it grew from his chest, it left in its place a vulnerability to be protected, though often neglected. What'
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This year, I will turn 50 years old. Half a century of experiences to draw from, and a future, a life that I don’t always feel that I am in control of. I can pick and choose what I want to share about what was good, and things that didn’t go so well over the past year, or I can begin anew.
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The character is an old man who was never religious. Now death is near and he only has religion. He feels like it’s not enough. He needs something more to face death. He needs something to soothe his spirit and the spirits who will shortly come and take him away.
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The rest will be up to them.