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One Last Breath

When you truly know that life is worth living When you truly feel that love is for giving To die is a beautiful thing. When you truly feel that hate is forbidden When you truly know that death is worth heeding To try is a beautiful thing. Fate then becomes no more than a brief sweet moment, Hanging upon anyone’s stiffened husky throat, Waiting for our merciful God’s healing, To release it in: One Last Breath.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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