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The sense of stuff that moves one...

Voices screaming silently into the wind...

Conversion.

without Love as expressed by God, there is really no love at all...

wounds that lie deep....

the secure feeling of being satisfied...

a crisp day's early morning walk in fall brings joy to the soul...

war never solved love's problems...

age does not signal the loss of the dreams of youth...