It gets harder and harder every day.
The weight is not added, but multiplied...
not by two, but by ten, twenty and one hundred...
You are too precious.
You are too beautiful.
You must quit so you can persevere.
You have to jump off of this sinking ship to find serenity in this ocean of love.
If you keep giving of yourself like this, what will be left for me?
You have to let go of this so you might grab God's hand...
So do it...
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