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Gifts among Thieves Proportionate to the day is the security he sends though so many obscured by fears We by fallen human nature have increased the odds to favor the enemy The promise you will be lead by still waters is voided when we are lead by our peers You by choice decide who to follow the path of least resistance leads to meager gains Life is an estate you can live outwardly in the finest manor landscaped so all are enthralled Inwardly the family is prisoners to a dark foreboding eternal light blocked at its source You postpone the invitation to except grace nothing outwardly changes the sensitive spirit appalled From that point on illusion greets every visitor the truth denied only thing left is a deadly lie It has been said before we don’t deserve the goodness we unceasingly find Love can’t be purchased this is one of the gifts you can only receive it when it is freely given Value is intrinsic to the material in marble because it can be worked into a rarefied one of a kind The other quality highly prized is derived from fragility it is of inestimable beauty but is easily destroyed God breathed and made us a living soul oh how foolish say the so called wise Never less we carry these treasures in earthen vessels of clay In them we touch, feel, give receive love hear see the indescribable all upon this wise We condemn ourselves to the level of lowest thief if we steal what was purchased with blood
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Jan 8, 2012
Jan 8, 2012 at 11:20 PM UTC
Gifts among Thieves
Gifts among Thieves Proportionate to the day is the security he sends though so many obscured by fears We by fallen human nature have increased the odds to favor the enemy The promise you will be lead by still waters is voided when we are lead by our peers You by choice decide who to follow the path of least resistance leads to meager gains Life is an estate you can live outwardly in the finest manor landscaped so all are enthralled Inwardly the family is prisoners to a dark foreboding eternal light blocked at its source You postpone the invitation to except grace nothing outwardly changes the sensitive spirit appalled From that point on illusion greets every visitor the truth denied only thing left is a deadly lie It has been said before we don’t deserve the goodness we unceasingly find Love can’t be purchased this is one of the gifts you can only receive it when it is freely given Value is intrinsic to the material in marble because it can be worked into a rarefied one of a kind The other quality highly prized is derived from fragility it is of inestimable beauty but is easily destroyed God breathed and made us a living soul oh how foolish say the so called wise Never less we carry these treasures in earthen vessels of clay In them we touch, feel, give receive love hear see the indescribable all upon this wise We condemn ourselves to the level of lowest thief if we steal what was purchased with blood
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Jan 8, 2012
Jan 8, 2012 at 11:20 PM UTC
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