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*Signing up for this certain road Foreseeable or not Be it windingly long, or deafeningly smooth Makes no difference to me Because to get to the end of it To the end of it all And to drive on like this Is to get to be with, and be beside you*
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Apr 30, 2017
Apr 30, 2017 at 9:53 PM UTC
Perhaps This Road
*Signing up for this certain road Foreseeable or not Be it windingly long, or deafeningly smooth Makes no difference to me Because to get to the end of it To the end of it all And to drive on like this Is to get to be with, and be beside you*
We do not know why, how, where, or for how long the other feels called to wait. We can only see our side of the equation, and ask when the moment seems right. patiently I'm waiting for such moments. Lord please help me wait for confidently.
colmistoirm
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Apr 30, 2017
Apr 30, 2017 at 9:53 PM UTC
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