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My Dr told me I had a nervous bleeding in my brain. The judge told me I was criminally insane. I knew some of my crazy was from the cocaine. I looked at him and said. Crying clowns and morbid sounds.

Musings, Meeting and The Music Store. Poetry Contest - Call For Entries. A psalm composed from Nehemiah 7 and Psalm 33. The joy of the Lord is my strength. I celebrate with great joy because. You alone are the Lord. You are always true to your word. I was stubborn and proud,. But you are a God of forgiveness,. Slow to become angry,. You did not abandon me,.

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Used to think my heart was dark as night. And no good was in sight. That gravity was too heavy for my wings to take flight. Thought God built a labyrinth in my life, twice my height. With no way to escape. And to weak for the fight. Yet, in the midst of that chaos there was always a light.