prayers for direction March 02, 2003 sunday - 13:53 and inside of her is a hope that is slowly dying - not dead yet, for all that is left after death is mourning, but dying, that is, still alive but helplessly immobile. and she can do nothing but wait for her time. hoping for the best but fearing that the worst may happen. and thus is the hope that is slowly dying. i (geoglitmathseconsgpchinesegeogspaper) please, please, please, oh God, please give me those 4As. or at least the peace to accept what i get. diaryland | archive | newest entry | profile
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