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Sunday the Twenty-nineth. 

The hours stream past. 
The mind still reels.
Numbness in the morning. 

Unraveled.
Shattered.
Falling. 
Falling. 

Pain. 
Crushing pain. 
My heart aches.
I can see nothing.

Eli. Eli. 
Have you abandoned me?

In the silence.
El Roi.
I have seen my God who sees me. 
I have heard the God who has called me.