Reaching Out

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I feel your pain & long to touch the hurt and make it melt away.

 Yes I know that I can’t really see the breadth and depth of this dark valley you’re in.  I can’t really know just how sharp the knife is in your soul.  For it is you in its path, not me.

But I have known other valleys and in my heart still bear knife wounds and scars.  Even so, I would walk your road and take your pain, if I could, but I cannot.  And yet perhaps in some way I can be a hand to hold in the darkness, in some way try to blunt the sharpness of pain. But if not, it may help a little just to know I care.

(Author unknown)
Thanks to special friend BR July 1993

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