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How Does One Cry?
Always feeling the urge to cry when I'm alone, thinking of how far I have come in life. The puzzle I can never put together correctly. Too many pieces and some I don't have yet but my tears, a place holder for the bigger picture, refuse to fall.
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Psalm 34:15
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All We Have Is Time!
I want to spend time, like money
Spend time, being me
Time, being creative
And time, being free
Time alone with God, is all I need
So let me be!
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Love is a beautiful poem

It can never be rewritten 

For the one its meant for

Knows 

What About I?

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