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Thursday, July 07, 2005

Sniped Wings

Pining
As the sea lapped against the sand
Grasping
For the unreachable beauty of land



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For that beauty that was within my grasp and is not within my grasp. Though I was put down again, back into hell....

Fly I SHALL!!!

Soar! Spread my wings, spread them far and WIDE!!

I shall reach for the beautiful heaven again!!!

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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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