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If you and I are one If you and I are one, both children of God, light among lights, then perhaps we both are also lanterns shining together to create one light. And so, as one, the hand that strikes you strikes me also. The breath that dims your light dims mine. If you and I are one, then I shall shield myself and in so doing, shield you when your lamp is knocked sideways, when your flame goes dim from lack of oxygen. As long as my lamp is lit, a flame is here for you always and when mine is dim, may you be there to lend a spark. and when both our lights are dim, may we seek together that which is inside us, that with which to make us whole. No hand or mouth can prevent this, my sister, none. If you and I are one If you and I are one, both children of God, lights among living, then perhaps we are also lanterns shining together to create one light. And so, as one, the hand that strikes you strikes me also. The breath that dims your light dims mine. If you and I are one, when I shield myself I shield you also, during times when when your lamp is knocked sideways, when your flame goes dim from lack of oxygen. As long as my lamp is lit, a flame is here for you always and when mine is dim, may you be there to lend a spark. and when both our lights are dim, may we seek together that which is inside us, that with which to make us whole. No hand or mouth can prevent this, my sister, none.
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