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Sunday, March 20, 2005

Can Butterflies Survive in Winter?

Another post that I cannot and will not put up. 'Tis for eyes only. Something on a more positive note now. Sleep is denied to me. But I shall attempt it once more. Can butterflies survive in winter?

Au revoir.

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"My days have passed away, my thoughts are dissipated, tormenting my heart.
They have turned night into day,
and after darkness I hope for light again.
If I wait hell is my house, and I have
made my bed in darkness.
I have said to rottenness: thou art
my father; to worms, my mother and
my sister.
Where is now then my expectation,
and who considereth my patience?
All that I have shall go down into
the deepest pit: thinkest thou that there
at least I shall have rest?"

Job 17:11-16 dv.

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