In the silence before all things, I find myself lost in your gentle hum. May the whispers of my own doubts and fears be drowned out by the soft lapping of existence against the shores of my soul.
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May the whispers of my own doubts and fears be drowned out by the soft lapping of existence against the shores of my soul.
Help me to trust in the unfolding of what's to come, even when uncertainty threatens to engulf me. Show me the stillness within the turbulence, a refuge where I might find peace.
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