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[infinitecliche]

sitting at the oklahoma city bomb memorial,
encountering my first experience with a
64 year old homeless lady from Germany.

while she was telling me her life story,
i've never been so moved....
she never loses hope, faith, and
never has she faultered in her love of Christ.

i guess i must be the one changing...
i look around me and i think back to how
things used to be... i feel like i'm the only one
who is somewhat the same as back then.
but i guess not... i'm sorry to the friends that
i used to hold so dear to me... i'm sorry i never
see you, hang out with you, or call you.

i'm happy but my heart is hurting.