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5 January 2007

one day i'll fly away...

Wat can I do to make you happie?

my heart is filled with a heavy downpour even as the glorified sun shines outside. A storm brews, confusion, befuddlement, a teardrop...

" For by and by the mist will lift,
and plain it all He'll make:
Through all the way, tho' dark to me,
He made not one mistake."

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