December 2009
19 posts
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friend,
it always comes in a deluge doesn’t it?
when we least expect it, when we’re down n out or when we thought we had just found our footing.
but perhaps our footing was on the sand, our eyes on the wrong focus, our identity founded in unstable things.
“where i lose myself, i will find You’re all i need.”
friend… there is a war for your life. one which you cannot see.
