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I wrestle with my homesick heart collecting damages , these roads I travel on There's nowhere left to go I forget to measure distance, time and space....the world stretches out before me There's nowhere left to go But still my feet carry me straight on, longing for a destination I want to rest my head, and tell my heart...

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To my children and grandchildren, Ask God to help you forgive. When you experience hate or hurt any day. Human pride hates to admit, That we are a "Fleshy Mess!" Watch the news there's nothing to guess. We are made to be like our Creator, Designed for caring and love. That's why we must cast our eyes above. Countless times I've been hurt and...

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What could be too beautiful to describe? A sunset golden in the western sky. Poetic words of wonder locked inside. Music so melodic, it makes one cry. What is so lovely, it happens unseen? Thankfulness growing in a grateful heart. Division of two from an unborn gene. The passing of passion within the dark. What words bring peacefulness to solemn ears? “From all candidates,...

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But what lies beneath the shadow of the night you wear like a heavy cloak? What do you see in the mirror when all the masks fall off and fade into nothingness? Pure white, cold light that bathes the wound, is all that remains beneath the layers of silence. Your scars, what do they truly hide, and what...

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I've scoured t he earth..And all heavanly realms..Searching For someone??? Who will really be well? Righteous and Upstanding its been an interesting stint.' I did find some Willing..I'd say the best of the candidates.' But these were All skint.' For their mentality you see is mostly to share!! And to get to earthly power.' Well lets not even go there.! I...

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Time is burning and the world's on fire. Tell me, love, what you most desire. Tell me what your heart has hidden. Is it open? Or forbidden? If forbidden, think of days racing past in roaring haze. Shocked and shaken by the blast of fire, tell me, love, what you most desire. Tell me, love, what you most desire. Dainty foods and...

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Author Dana Redricks April 25, 2025 The questions that flood my mind. Who am I, what is my purpose, and where do I belong? I know I can't make it on my own. Just trying to figure it all out, sometimes I just want to scream and shout. Trying to let you know me when I don't...

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April 25 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on 2Kings 12-14 Key Verse – 2Kings 12:2 And Jehoash did that which was right in the sight of the LORD all his days wherein Jehoiada the priest instructed him. FAITH IN GOD WHO INSTRUCTS US TO DO WHAT IS RIGHT IN HIS SIGHT God instructs us to do...

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The phrase hangs in the air, a shrug disguised as truth, A verbal period, ending further proof. "It is what it is," we say when reasons fail, When logic falters and the winds prevail. Is it acceptance quiet and serene? Or resignation, a defeated scene? A boundary drawn beyond which we won't strive, A comfortable cage where possibilities die? The river flows unburdened...

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What is to be expected? Mr Trump finally was elected.' Before was Biden.' Yet there were forces behind him Holding gold? And other riches.' Influencing this world By almost un-seen stiches.' Garnering power destroying So much reveling and disporting.' Deploying much lust' Of world the apperatus, the opperating machine just how Much did they own? Seventy percent? Or thirty? Unknown Or so...

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In April, the Chicago Cubs almost always play Scrappy ~ Come late July, their 'S's' fall off and then they play Crappy ...

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it was an early april morning the lure of nature called to me the sun was out the air was fresh the road just beckoned me faithful dog by my side i grabbed my coat and headed out the door soon we were on our way to claim a most idyllic adventure serenity it seemed would tag along and join us for not more than a...

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She sang me to sleep with a voice like flint— sparks tucked under lullabies. Spoons clattered in the sink like cymbals in a warning. She kissed my grazed knee then asked why I always fall. Love was measured in thirds: a gaze, a sigh, a withheld "well done". At dawn, she watered dead plants just in case. I mistook her absence for freedom. Now I trace her shadow across my choices....

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