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State of Peace
Oh how i must let out what You have placed in my heart a melody made to bring forth thoughts that leak like a overrun sink. i do not need to know when or where to put my time, when accompanied by something so heavenly even angels of the heaven and everything in it must stop and Glorify it, for Glory doesn't belong to time. it is put in time only to show who it belongs to.
By B O R E D iN C H A Os8 years ago in Poets











