is it easy. without a doubt, if we do not avail ourselves of the abundance of mercy offered us at the throne of grace, our light will grow dimmer and dimmer. the lord encourages us, at every step, to keep looking forward. towards him. keeping him ever before us. in the dawn of a new decade, may our eyes...
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it seemed the taste was not so sweet. so i turned myself to face me but i've never caught a glimpse of how the others must see the faker i'm much too fast to take that test. changes i watch the ripples change their size but never leave the stream of warm impermanence. so the days float through my eyes...
it seemed the taste was not so sweet. so i turned myself to face me but i've never caught a glimpse of how the others must see the faker i'm much too fast to take that test. changes i watch the ripples change their size but never leave the stream of warm impermanence. so the days float through my eyes...