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O Grace Thou Art
O Grace thou Art !!!! like the smallest bells suddenly ringing in my ashen-ed grey hallways a swirl of brilliant breeze light splashes in ...crests over the sills blinding glory startled awake my eyes open overwhelmed once again...weak with us...ours alone an ethereal longing that the angels watch eternity...light sounds explosions of mercury and sulfur and satin lace and mir so much mir...the golden blur of it mountains rising and water falls thunderous monumental climb SKYWARD our hands and minds are dripping blending a cataclysmic swirl we are black whole that holds all things...is all things and is nothing at all absolute nothing.....fiercely pulsing the quasar ...............has awakened The shift is palpable as if I can reach out .....holding hands right through the ether of now my heart ...my heart....explodes with the purest metal desert becomes oceanic tidal pools swelling over the dams mere paper mache' constructed in the silence of before and after I can....I can...hear you your forehead is leaned fierce and gentle...against my own your breath is labored but we are silent in our most sacred communion our eternal reverie...we worship in the house of the lord once more One true thing so for you the slimming ........lightening I will till death which can never part one from the other can not be
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