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Those In Between Days

It’s the in between days When I’m miles from your face And I can’t hold you tight in my arms The suns not as bright And things are not right I just need to be where you are My whole body aches My hearts full of breaks I need you to walk through the door I’m lucky I guess That I have you to miss I have never loved anyone more

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Date: 7/14/2020 6:43:00 AM
There is a mighty bridge, that stretches from shore to shore up over the quiet lands, of our hate, of our love, up over the muddy waters of our indifference. This bridge is the mighty bridge of the acceptance, of our Creator, of ourselves, of all life for just how this is, and can be, working together with our Creator, with all life. Our Creator will meet, and greet us, there!
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