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Sometimes
The one who seems the happiest
Carries the heaviest burden of sorrow

Written by one who is;
Crushed in Spirit
Living on earth
I am dying
Through my dying
I shall live

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1 Corinthians 2:9
Eye has not seen ear has not heard neither has entered into the hearts of men the things God has prepared for those who love him.
Life is linked with death
As the headstone with the vine
Deep within mans heart
Both so intertwined

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From the bow you are the arrow,
Sent speeding in its flight,
I wish you were a sparrows feather,
Wafting down from heavens height.

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Falling rain,
Lightening strike,
Rolling thunder,
Endless night.
Let not my tongue be the bow
That sends forth a poison arrow
Let I pray the words I speak
Alight as gently as a sparrow

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Something I have to always be conscious of.
What is yesterday but;
T-odays
I-rreplaceable
M-oments,
E- xpended.
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