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Times end
Times end The wind gently blows across the plains making the fields of grain wave in beckoning call. come to me. come to me. The innocense of the land comforts thee as it takes thy hand. I lay down to become one with the call of innocense. To be washed and cleansed to let life go and begin anew. I become part of the land as my body melts away and my spirit renews. I see my past, my joys, my perfections, my love, my accomplishments. I also see my sadness, my faults, my hates, my failures. Cleanse me oh lord for I have sinned show thy love and mercy to my soul. I lay there in the wind sky so blue as my body grows cold. |
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6/9/2008 12:15 pm |
Beautiful... ~Smiles~ All love that has not friendship for its base, is like a mansion built upon the sand.
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