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As day become night... my heart remains heavy for so many reasons and yet it reminds me of my need to trust and pray... i have words in my head that a dear friend once said... don't hope pray... to be without out is to be without life... that phrase could cover so many moments... of worry... fear... anger... anguish... regret... loss... an endless list of adjectives to describe what pushes the floor up into your face... that takes the breath from you lungs... that brings moisture to the eye that gravity can only reduce to a tear... this is such a effort to release... yet... my faith is in order entry who know all... sees all... and is all... and yet I am...

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