find me here speak to me i want to feel you i need to hear you you are the light that

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"God, My God, Your Beloved Needs You Now"


They speak of love and happiness, of sunshine and a lack of sorrow. Through their lovely melodies they weave stories of hope and doors through which only the goodness of the world shines through.

I suppose those music artists are the more optimistic ones of this world. They bravely cling to the intangible, the feeble, the less likely. Words of life and encouragement fall from their sweet lips, and bless the ears of their listeners. They are fools for believing in what they cannot see, and yet are the wisest on earth for this.

I want to be like them.



you calm the storms and you give me rest you hold me in your hands you won't let
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