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I started this night
Searching for a fright
That would consume my soul
So that I could speak to that something
That would make me feel whole.
As I’ve said oft in many days past
I got what I asked
And now have regret
That it has done just that.
Yet redemption is nigh and
When the pace slows,
my attentions are turned
to the One that knows.
For, it is manifestation I seek
That His truth will out
In the simple and “Oh so many small ways”
that cause this life to be unique.
114121205aJeanMarie
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