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hope

this morning I cut these lines in hope i hope for too little, and I hope for too much a cloud burst of blessing fall on all I love may there be healing, renewal, abundance and such this land is parched ravaged and torn with death, fire, sickness and storm from whence cometh the gentle hand of peace and comfort for all who morn I've been through it all and I have suffered and, yeah... I've endured it all to greet the sun but how can I be happy to see others' loss I want warmth and light for everyone especially for those I love especially for those I love sometimes I feel I'm just here for a purpose not for love or joy but some other calling the fable goes that one died for all along with our pain.. and my spirit's falling my spirit is falling so today I cut these lines in hope i hope for too little and I hope for too much a cloud burst of blessing fall on all I love may there be healing, renewal, abundance and such this land is parched ravaged and torn with death, fire, sickness and storm from whence cometh the gentle hand of peace and comfort for all who morn send peace and comfort to all who morn and the one I love, a beautiful white dove to heal her, to fill her, and give her my love and give her my love

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Date: 8/9/2024 12:31:00 PM
Very soft and sensuous Steven. A romantic write! :)
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