There are days I don’t quite like myself
Nothing seems to align
Every sentence ending in a sigh
But there’s the calm in my storm
The peace to my internal war
And all I need
Is to exist in his tenderness
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There are days I don’t quite like myself
Nothing seems to align
Every sentence ending in a sigh
But there’s the calm in my storm
The peace to my internal war
And all I need
Is to exist in his tenderness
Thank you for giving a voice to this feeling—when things don’t align yet despite such groundhog days these moments matter