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Rustling Wind (Lyric) by laura2224rn Listen carefully to the quiet rustling wind
for there is a message that God will send
As thoughts are racing through your mind
with the silent messages you will find
The answer to all our worldly grief's
lay hidden beneath those rustling leaves
When we believe we are all standing alone
listen sincerely for the answer is shown
We are as children waiting, in despair
without abilities, so unaware
For the answers lay within our own being
with the promise that God is overseeing
God's rustling wind, leads to a promised land
just look beside you, and there he will stand
Laura Brewer
Up the ladder:
Life
Down the ladder:
Second Sight
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Posted: December 8, 2003 12:38 PM PST; Last modified: December 8, 2003 12:38 PM PSTWeighted score: 5.029801 Overall Rank: 7308 Comments:
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horus8 @ 24.126.116.54
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8-Dec-03/1:49 PM
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The last time I looked beside me? There was a hobo taking a shit in this lady down the streets Jade plant.
you get a 9. for the elegance as oposed to hobos in 8t's hood. The contrast is finese, style and grace.
It's 2 a.m. and I'm of to dream with that vision in your poem thank you.A promice we all forget about at times.
You wouldn't know a promise if it fell out of your cunt and you named it. I should know. I fell out of your cunt. Micah, asked me today why you didn't say goodbye? I told him that it was because worms can't talk, they can only dig. Do me a favor not because you want to, but because you need to. Keep your family and friends away from my family. I've never cared for any of you yo be quite honest. And if you think I've ever cared for Bill or his? You're wrong I wouldn't slow down to avoid hitting any of you in the road dead or alive as a matter of a fact. And in the future, please tell your sister to not call me on your behalf anymore, for any reason. That includes weddings, births, deaths, blood tranfusions all the way down to borrowing some sugar. It's the least you could do, but as far as things you've done for me go? It's the most important.
i'm sorry but there is no answer to all the worldy grief's - that is one question that has puzzled philosophers for centuries
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