Si Papa God

I was thinking about heaven earlier. When I get there I wish God will take me by the hand and we’ll dance barefoot around His kitchen all night long. I’ll hear Him call me ‘daughter’, in His own voice, and I’ll finally understand why we lay awake some nights counting the missing parts of us.

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