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When you came to me in the wasted land I was at the door of death, And you stooped low and, face to face, breathed on me your…

Originally posted on noblethemes:
Sometimes my days and nights make no sense at all, And I find myself beating my head against the wall, So I cry out and shout into the…

  A minister passing through his church in the middle of the day, decided to pause by the altar and see who had come to pray. Just then the back door opened, […]

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Oh how I long for your emerald eyes that spy the essence of my soul! Oh how I yearn for your gently strong touch that makes my heart…

Originally posted on noblethemes:
I walk through my days in a haze without you, And my nights seem like a blight without you, And even the light seems dark and very stark,…