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This winding road I've traveled, Once forgotten, twice removed. Has left its mark upon my heart Lost among the shadows, clouded by the dark. This winding road has made familiar Each trial I've had to bear, Each turn a passing ray of light Embracing me with care. This winding road I look for Each day I hasten now my pace To quickly find the matter, The secret to the race. This winding road a test for me To answer to the call. God calls fourth his mighty army To give witness to it all. This winding road a straighter path Familiar now it seems, Not so deeply meant to be A puzzlement for me.
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Jul 18, 2016
Jul 18, 2016 at 8:39 AM UTC
The Call
This winding road I've traveled, Once forgotten, twice removed. Has left its mark upon my heart Lost among the shadows, clouded by the dark. This winding road has made familiar Each trial I've had to bear, Each turn a passing ray of light Embracing me with care. This winding road I look for Each day I hasten now my pace To quickly find the matter, The secret to the race. This winding road a test for me To answer to the call. God calls fourth his mighty army To give witness to it all. This winding road a straighter path Familiar now it seems, Not so deeply meant to be A puzzlement for me.
kathy-steen-dillard-bailey
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Jul 18, 2016
Jul 18, 2016 at 8:39 AM UTC
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