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There are routes of real and flights of fancy.
There are dreams that go unsecured. Pouring out my heart has been most chancy. The loan of it was uninsured. I am not a woman who lightly treads. I know now, that I run full tilt. The rough wind tears my garments down to threads. And stardust falls through as fine silt. And though I stand now, without protection. I have learned well, to fix my gaze. I understand the barbs of rejection. I wander far into the maze. |
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And though I stand now, without protection. If the Lord stands beside you, you have all the prtection you need!! |
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And though I stand now, without protection. If the Lord stands beside you, you have all the prtection you need!! I do understand that promise and rely on that as an inner strength. I am working this one up as a song. Thanks all, for commenting. |
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Good. I look forward to more.
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You are very kind. I appreciate the encouragement. Thank you.
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loved it, nice
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Thank you, Different and Jimz. Very nice of you both.
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"i like that"
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Thank you very much. There's a story behind it. and I'm thinking about making it into a song.
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