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Undertaken Be Ye

Life be that of what thy navigation
Anticipation of what be in mind of all
Fame ye reasons for crossing the plain?
Treason be devout this what man brought
Deny you spiritual life exists is not truth
What will one yield plowing thru the field?

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  1. Date: 6/30/2012 6:50:00 PM

    we can only hope for the best my friend,and hope is all that i have ,its all the keep me going

  1. Date: 6/30/2012 3:44:00 PM

    ..."We Walk By 'Faith,' Not By Sight; Trusting Completely, In 'Our Father Of Light.' *.* Thus, The Verse Yields It's Truth, 'Peace I Give To You:' My Dear Precious Friend ... Yet Not I Whom Plows This Field, Rather, 'HE, Whom Dwells In me' .... Very Nice & Thank You, For You Kind Visit; 'Lovely, Luv,'" Tristen :)