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The Algea

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A sense of belonging that’s foreign to me.

To be able to feel the warmth of love would bring a sense of glee,

But anyone I’ve grown close to seems to flee.


Left with the scars of abandonment creating emotional ripples. 

All whilst leaving my heart warped and feeling brittle.

Losing my faith in my dear Lord little by little. 




◄ Imago Dei

Hold ya head ►


Kevin T.S. Tan

Fri 5th Mar 2021 15:21

your presence here makes my world a little better. Take care

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