tribulation
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And after all, all these, my love
I adore you and will always love you, my dove
After so much hubbub and confusion
*WHY* _I HAD_ *TO* _PONDER_
_Wandering exploring to discovery transportation, heading deep into the future_ .
Alone, we wonder through thick of night,
Stumbling through the under brush that binds our ankles.
The journey is too much for the body, emotions, and spirit.
A heavy groaning escapes the lips,
They say that all things
Had used to be combined.
Together in God's world,
Existing freely under the Son.
But then one day,
A great ball appeared,
With a brand new kind of life
Living under His eye.
