I’ll step aside this time around. Open ears await a still and quiet voice. Not with the timing that I have. Ready to make any change required of me. When I can’t see where this uncharted life of mine is going, all I ask is carry me. And when I can’t see past the cloudy skies that are looming up ahead, hold my hand and cover me. Here with the world surrounding me, enduring everyday is more than I can do. I lack the patience that it takes, so I am standing on the promise made to me. [[Category:Hangnail]]

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