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Wallowing

She sits staring out her bedroom window Crying, sinking in despair Believing that she can be free. Drowning in confusion Crying for a savior Recalling words she once believed Now forgotten. Drifting in a dream She hears a voice call out to her "Why have you forsaken me" And just as quickly as she dreamed She's forgotten what she's learned.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 9/1/2009 3:40:00 PM
This is so true. Staying focused on God sometimes takes hard life lessons. Hopefully, we will make it back into His presence with persistance.
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