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a reason
Isaiah 55:11 : so is my word that goes out from my mouth: It will not return to me empty, but will accomplish what i desire and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.


about
i hope my words are strange and wondrous,
like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,
so that we can all stop and
listen


intertext

tai
lu
mikan
janice
qiao
dawn



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  here comes goodbye
here comes the last time
here comes the start of every sleepless night
the first of every tear im gonna cry..
here comes the pain
here comes me wishing things that never change
but here comes goodbye..
- Rascal Flatts

i love this song
i really do.

a bit frustrated at the moment..
not sure how to release all the emotion..
so im blogging again..
and listening to Keith Urban HAHA.

i want to lift my arms and close my eyes
and drift off onto the tides of tomorrow...
dream beautiful dreams of hopes and houses
with little children and fireplaces..
i want to hear the wind whisper songs of eternity
and behold the clouds in the heaven
float beneath my feet.
and for just a moment
time is timeless...
and i transcend forever... in a world so beautiful it exists only
within my soul.

hold me down, sweet and low
and i will carry you home.
 


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