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Sat Jun 17, 2006, 1:38 PM
Sunday is gloomy, the hours are slumberless
Dearest of shadows I live with are numberless
Little white flowers will never awaken you
Not where the dark coach of sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thought of ever returning you
Would they be angry if I thought of joining you?

Can anyone tell me, why when people feel like their life is the greatest error nature (or god or accident or what) coud create, songs like this help them? Or it is just my instance?

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:iconzoozart:
Somebody gave this to me in a dark hour;

Until I learned to trust
I never learned to pray
I did not learn to fully trust
'til sorrow came my way.
Until I felt my weakness
His strength I never knew
nor dreamed 'til I was stricken
that He could see me through.
Who deepest drinks of sorrow
drinks deepest too, of grace
He sends the storm so He himself
may be our hiding place.
His heart that seeks our highest goal
knows well when things annoy
we would not yearn for heaven
if earth held only joy.
:iconmeosoft:
mozno si ich nikto nevsima, ...
pekna galeerka inac :)

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Intelligence is the ability to avoid doing work, yet getting the work done.

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