Accept The Feelings

There was a man preaching; his name was Dave or something of the sort. I was about to go back into my half-asleep trance like I usually do on Sunday mornings but this man was different. His words held meaning; they had emotion. I can’t say for myself whether they were true or not but I can say that they carried weight. And as he spoke, I accepted the feelings.

 

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