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jeremiah

jeremiah jeremiah can you see me, standing in the parched land where no cistern holds water for none flows in the chambers of my own heart jeremiah can you hear me, foolishly digging reservoirs of emptiness where cracked and crumbling rock can hold no more than dust and create no more than despair jeremiah can you help me hoping that my thirst will be quenched yet nothing pours from a broken vessel only suffering from the pit and infliction from the prison jeremiah do you watch me making cisterns of idolatry and immorality broken even as i excavate yet i dig in vain thirsting for that which i have yet to find …myself tolbert

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