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At grief so deep the tongue must wag in vain; the language of our sense and memory lacks the vocabulary of such pain.

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But if, as morning rises, dreams are true.
Now you know how much my love for you burns deep in me when I forget about our emptiness, and deal with shadows as with solid things.
O human race, born to fly upward, wherefore at a little wind dost thou so fall?
Be like a solid tower whose brave height remains unmoved by all the winds that blow; the man who lets his thoughts be turned aside by one thing or another, will lose sight of his true goal, his mind sapped of its strength.
There is no greater pain than to remember, in our present grief, past happiness.
Midway in our life’s journey, I went astray from the straight road and woke to find myself alone in a dark wood.
I care not where my body may take me as long as my soul is embarked on a meaningful journey.
Blessed are the peacemakers, For they have freed themselves from sinful wrath.
A fight every now and again does make life more interesting. Don’t ya think?
It was the hour of morning, when the sun mounts with those stars that shone with it when God’s own love first set in motion those fair things.