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Crossing The Bed Of Hot Rocks

Crossing The Bed Of Hot Rocks Here I am at the inevitable start line, shaken to the very core, on the scary threshold of having to finally engage, in weather or not, I’ll be able to finally take the necessary step, for my eternal salvation. Do I bravely, throw cation to the wind, knowing of the high possibility, of extreme pain ahead? Having avoided what might be called, my ultimate destiny, do I once again, steer away in fear, hoping my future might very well magically change, in great hopes of extended avoidance, or should I proceed most bravely, in my inevitable journey of finally, crossing the bed of hot rocks? R. Nichols 09/29/18

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