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Still, know I not.

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The Talent, To cultivate.

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Still know, I not then

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The Tau, of Stev,

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The circumcision

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To heal, a broken soul

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The drive, to rescue, a soul.

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This then to be grateful.

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To return, to luv, and youth.

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She, who bore, the children

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This daughter of Eve.

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This then the Miracle

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This then pot, the plant

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She closed her heart

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Luv, being a verb

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The scars, they shared.

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To peer into his soul.

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A near miss, and a shared loss.

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A near miss, and a shared loss.

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A longing for Joy

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Still, the question.

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much ado about no'thing

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Between, the storms

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on Hosea and Gomer ver 2.0

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On being faithful, to his unbelief.

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on Hosea and Gomer

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On the World, Becoming

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on being Geppetto, or block of wood.

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On becoming a parent.

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I rode a poem today.

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