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Autumn Path

Two trails meeting in lush forest gloom. You trekked one, I the other. Our journeys long. You weary of physical and emotional pain. I the latter. Eyes locked in gaze, knowing each of the other's torment. We grin breathe in the second wind. Renewed thrill of new possibilities. Our trails merge. Take my Hand, kindred soul. A new direction we will travel together along one Autumn path.

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Date: 9/19/2015 10:26:00 AM
Oh how very lovely way to emphasize the love of divine ones.The Autumn path will never be old and weary after the trails merge and we walk hand in hand with Him.
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