My God has disassembled me... And now I'm considered useless.
I am just sad.
My God, my God... Please let me cry... But do not blot me out of Your Kingdom...
Only do not let me depart from Your perefct plan for me...
He has finally gone to where he wanted.
She has finally caught their attention.
I am, yet, banished lower and lower, and my time is shorter and shorter here.
Lamentation... I only want to... I...
Nothing beats my apprehension.
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Saturday, December 31, 2005
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