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VIEW PERSONAL BELIEFS
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POSTED BY:
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OneEternalSonata
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DATE:
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04.09.2008 |
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SUBJECT:
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On Meekness |
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LOCATION:
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Lynnwood, United States
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With mute songs of pulsing light the stars carve the obsidian sky as diamonds. Blushing blues and radiant reds fill the eventide. Upon one runs water down his cheek, and another with blood upon his brow. The pooling radiance, like his footprints upon the shores of Galilee, testifies that He lives. If the stars so sing, what then of the human heart that says, ‘Thy will be done?’
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