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| Monday, January 31, 2005
When I Feel Free Around You Writer : Annabelle BokThe way ahead Seems shrouded with shadow Haunted With the flitting ghosts from my past Obscuring my view of journey's end I feel blind My instinctive Adherance to the natural forms the scales That lid my eyes In the dark I scrabble feebly for support But find nothing And I dare not take another step I can't see the ground I can't see a path For all I know I may step into Nothingness And fall forever But there are pinpricks of light that I see And I realise They are inside, and not outside I am not seeing them directly As much as perceiving And I remember You And I remember Your promise And I cry out Your name And Jesus You answer.
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