Friday, December 11, 2009
reaping
A true addiction is death of a better self.It puts unity on the shelf&love in stealth-mode.To the controller of acceptance,approval&admonition:plenty of ammunition for a gauntlet in two rows.To the lover of pleasure,servanthood could not measure or even factor without some compensation.To the mocker a punch in the nose,to the giver a surrender without blows;a steady balanced role when whole,God is the one who knows.
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