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~ (~) ~ No Different ~ (~) ~
"What is difference?" I hope, cry for peace, just as I feel anyone would... joy, love. Some times I feel it, hopeless... helpless, as I'm sure you do too. Desire, mercy, forgiveness, freedom from pain, the warmth, grace of a good friend. I wonder about Him, God? Why would He allow all this confusion in the world, wars, the insensitiveness, prejudice, "the adherence-to, belief in, the-illusion-of-hate"... that it alone will save, closed... mindedness... . Under pretenses that are sometimes untrue, I lie, bash, hurt the people that I love, to protect, myself, hurting... myself. Only myself, wondering time and again why still, I feel, so alone. Yes I desire peace so much this Christmas, for me, you, everyone. Yet I fight, I kick, push-the-idea-of Him away-from-me, any way that I can, I can be quite, sick. God, who is He, what reason, why does he allow me to do this? I can only figure that my pain, shame... is just one catalyst, of the many, so I can run to Him, again, learn, grow, see for myself His offering, of this. Yes letting me know, I need it, like I would assume you do too, friend, a union with Him, the certainty, is something alone-myself... I just can't bring. If you can understand any part of this, join me friend, we are no different. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dBfEGETyGjshttp://allpoetry.com/poem/4042889
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