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Tuesday, October 13, 2009

to me You have run..

..so I cry
Holy
the light is white
Holy
and I see You
Holy

I'm alive
I'm still alive..

I can feel You all around me
thickening the air I'm breathing
holding onto what I'm feeling
savouring this heart that's healing..

[~ flyleaf ]

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