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Running from the past only leads to one place... home. |
| Within the folds of joy, I cry. Before me stands the sweetest light! The rapture of my life, I write the final chapter - stygian strife. Far too long has hell kept hold! The freedom now to be so bold, the broken bonds were all my own. Within the folds of joy, I cry. Feel the spray of the ocean mist. Breathe in the scent of salty bliss. Afraid no more of unknown risk, within the folds of joy, I cry. No longer do I ask, “Lord, why?" Within the folds of joy, I cry! “The book is written," let it pass. The lasting faith now holds my hand! Forever wrapped in such sweet joy, The final chapter - stygian strife! For my sisters, Becky and Sam Editing by: Sara♥Jean |