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Nov 2012
I do not need these walls to live!
Not even my old swing.
In fact if truth be told, my friends,
I do not need a thing.
For my Father, he is with me.
With every breath I draw in.
And I can hear him whispering,
"You must begin..........again."
And I know there is a lesson here,
That somehow I will grow.
That I've been holding on too tight
To things I should let go.
And take a deep liberating breath,
Faithful and worry- free.
Trusting the Shepherd will lead me,
Exactly where I need to be.
deanena tierney
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deanena tierney  47/F
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