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He who quiets my madness as the threads of anger and instability unravel in abstract patterns about my feet. He who whispers comforts as night voices haunt my peace in the darkness of my sleep. He who upholds my head as I fear to meet His eye, yet lowers it when the ignorant pride of my youth weighs heavy on my soul. It is He who I can't run from, He from whom I cannot hide, and He whose heart breaks as I try for the latter. I will serve Him all my days.
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God is good, in so many more ways than we know... what an adventure discovering His character and His greatness
Hi Sarah, it's Calvin from cru. Nice party yesterday!
My xanga webpage is www.xanga.com/piano_boy_21.
how come you aren't blabbing so much any more sarah?
I miss your blabbing!
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