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a blind man walking across a boulder field
not faith
not patience
not sensitivity
not perserverence
but my life
eternal gratitude rises up
from a lone man in a boulder field
so grateful to be alive and on this journey
not faith
not patience
not sensitivity
not perserverence
but my life
eternal gratitude rises up
from a lone man in a boulder field
so grateful to be alive and on this journey
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Re: I AM
Sun, September 20, 2009 - 6:40 PMone arrow from a quiver of many
all hewn from the same ash tree
shot high into the deep blue sky