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Jan 2016
creeps o'r the hills
golden honey
from clouds spills
rain that soothes
the heart and eye
the former broken
the latter cries

all at once
the morning star
doesn't seem
so very far
the peacock color
of velvet crush
hold its gem
in its soft clutch
the ghost of moon
a crescent be
to smile above
just for me

Thank You God
I only pray
You reveal

Your will today

in this game
I'm just a pawn
but the Sun rules
and now the
dawn


SoulSurvivor
(C)1/17/2016
"For the plans I have for you
are not to hurt you, but to give
you hope and a future..."

God said that in His Word.
and I believe Him.

I've been up all night.
It's time for me to really
try to sleep. Thanks again for.
your support!

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SøułSurvivør
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