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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I Know I am not afraid. The list is very long, of positives and good things. There is no reason to fear. That is the number one reason, not too. It is a waste of time, and possible energy, that would bring us closer... to a solution. If you have nothing nice to say, get on your knees and pray. If you can not stop talking, saying the evil that spews forth, to take away the hope of others, gag yourself. If you need help, that can be arranged. There is a group forming now, at the edge of the abyss. In the thick of things, when the world is in the same life raft, the same small dingy... we must all, stop the individual(s) poking holes in our safe zone. Maybe they are immortal, or so they wish to believe? Maybe they can not be hurt, and feel no pain, born without conscience? The very old and the very young, need us now. All those in the middle, must learn to grow up. They must bare the burden... not felt since our grandparents depression. Sit next to grandma, let her talk. Listen closely to grandpa, before they are gone... and we are left out here, without direction. "Seek God!" that is what they will say. With your whole heart, with your entire soul. Leave nothing out. Time is drawing close, and our breath can be seen in the cold, the mist of eternity... for hell is both hot and forever, and cold with out limits.
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