Hmmm...
What is this building doing in the backyard of a church in Jamaica?
Why is it beautiful to me?
It makes me wonder, what happened here? Who was here, why?
Im overwhelmed with questions.
So I go in.
There was one thing here. Just one. A chair. Old, and paint stained, but beautiful.
Did someone sit here? Did they watch the sunset over the mountains that lie just outside the doorway? Or did they stand, and look out the window? You've seen the window...Did they look out, and wonder what went wrong with their life or did they look out and feel joyful for their family, friends, day?
I just have to wonder...
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