Dear God,

I don’t want to be any older, even to be wiser. Let this moment to billow out, cover us up and within we’ll be nestled in the pockets of eternity reserved for galaxies. This is my surrender. Will you take pity on a broken girl and let her have her love — forever?

Amen.

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