If I were still awaiting a miracle, I could sit alone and rest. Today is not that day. Today has been quite ordinary.
What yet remains unknown, in the hours just ahead, will never be enough to change anything. Ordinary unknowns, these.
Ones that have long since given in, given up, given over.
Expecting nothing.
Except to wait.
Peace
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