Cenacle is not a place for the timid.
The fire within
burns.
The gathering
costs.
The labouring
tires.
But deep in the hidden heart of the meeting
I find love and it will not let me go.
It is this unbidden passion that sends me forth to you.
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Farewell
We never want to let go of them, those we love. How could it be any different than that? We loved them, hold them still ...
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