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Waiting for a Miracle

Prodigal of Silence It's so quiet here in my office.  A Sunday afternoon.  The sunlight coming through the windows falls on the dark shadows that the lamp light doesn't reach.  I feel awkward here in the silence.  Isn't that strange?  Yet, it isn't because  hustle and bustle seems to be the heartbeat we all run… Continue reading Waiting for a Miracle