the side of me most people never see
The fireworks went on for nearly half an hour, great pulsing strobes, fiery dandelions and starbursts of light brightening both sky and water. It was hard to tell which was reality and which was reflection, as if there were two displays, above and below, going on simultaneously—one in space-time, mused Max, and the other in time-space.
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"He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds." Ps 147:3
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Dark Side of the Moon 