Grapples of Yaakov — Sam Spratt - Masks of Luci

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431

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Attendee Type

Masked Guest

MID:44%

Category

Root

X-HI:13%

10506.57514

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4768.027265

Observation

Wearing our masks, Feeding on hearts and souls of others. Feasting with strangers, Weaving fate’s hand with tricks up our sleeves. Searching for the light, Climbing higher, seeking more. But what is the endgame, the final destination? Holding my firstborn, crying, in her first moments, I whisper softly, a voice she has always known. She quiets, her blue eyes searching for me, In her gaze, I find my final destination. I cast aside the mask, Yet hold one still, for you, Should you need in this heavy jungle

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Response 1

It is your responsibility and privilege, to guide this hand through this jungle of life. Future lies, for the moment, in your hands.

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Response 2

Is it intimacy between two adults? Or is it the child that brings serenity into minds of these two weary hearts?

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Response 3

Let them see you as you are. Trust your family that they will see you and love you for who you are. For where, if not with them, can you lay yourself bare? Set the mask down, masquerades were never meant to last.

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Revision

Are you, my child, sufficient to carry on? I do not know, but I certainly hope so. Take care, masked and unmasked apes. Love.

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