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aftermath leaves are scattered cross the fields and limbs across the lane. the morning sky is dark and blue and heavy still with rain. bolts of lightening thunder as the storm moves through the dawn with bits and pieces of my soul forever changed or gone!
from: When I Draw Near Unto the Waters |