Thought of the day
exhalation death, inhalation life
all earth bound souls are drawn toward the light
free from strife we all wish to be bliss rife
light that lights all lights banishing the night
bestowing upon us, spherical sight
be this as it may, whatever we fear
a blockage that does not let God draw near
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