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So Very Binoche


The movie was so
very Binoche, I
can’t talk about it.

Life at its best
is more than
poems left behind.

Or a fortune, or
a building with
ones name, or a
blog with an abrupt
end.

If death waits for
no man, then what
does man live for?

Twists and turns
of life? Abuse,
horror, trouble,
and pain? I know
them all.

She spoke without
lines so well as
she dropped to her
knees.

Her priorities, her
choices became
clear to her in a
fiction where some
killed for what they
believed and others
died for what they
believed.

Anything driven by
anger or politics
alone can’t end
well, or so I thought.

Jesus endured the
pain and death of
the Cross because
the end was known
from the beginning.

A loving God sent
His son to die for
us; a loving God
doesn’t ask us to
die or kill for him.

The visual of youth
and beauty haunts
me, pains me so
very deeply.

The movie was so
very Binoche, I
can’t talk about it.

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