Can I take it to a morning
Where the fields are painted gold
And the trees are filled with memories
Of the feelings never told?

When the evening pulls the sun down,
And the day is almost through,
Oh, the whole world it is sleeping,
But my world is you.

The Paper Kites - Bloom

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but not anymore ;-)

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"A person who only wants to do what he likes regardless of others, including the Lord and His Word, will never be joyful as he is living against his Creator, the Source of all blessings. A joyful heart is a heart that is delivered from the bondage of self and sin by the Lord Jesus Christ and His Truth."

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if their paths had not crossed
they would've been the perfect strangers
nestled in their own worlds
insulated from disappointment and distress
each harboring identical unspoken ideals
visions of grandeur and perfection
the kind of things destruction is made of

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like an afternoon siesta
inviting and full of warmth
like the pouring of summer rain
one could believe it was perfect timing
then summer bids farewell
the pretty picture falls apart
crumbling and fading
nature comes and goes
once eluding the photographer's capture
it is nothing more than
a beautiful memory

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