H, We were always made for things beyond here. The lie is that we can have an eternal effect on
H, There is no denying the depth of human failure. We see it in the way the world really operates,
H, There is something about the daily grind of living that keeps us from life. We are constantly in this
H, There is a telling nature to the way time bends now. We are fast approaching those dreaded forties were
“These new things that feel so old” H, I have been thinking of how quickly we have grown out of
H, We had that old joke about forty years in the wilderness before the promised land. The funny thing is
Face your fears, she said In a weak, feeble voice The sunlight only now whispered through the curtains I was
  H, We live in perilous times. There is a great deal of hopelessness in and around us. It is
The day spun away from me World cup flashes and baby runs Holding to the last echo Of your memory
    H, We seem to keep going back to the same place. I know this sounds like a lack
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