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The sun will shine and the stars will twinkle
Your tears will dry and your heart will not hurt
You will smile and know real joy
Your arms will be full and your loss will not burn
The world will spin as it should be
Life will go on and your wounds will heal
Just not today
Today the sky will be dark and your pillow will stay wet
Your chest will burn and you will see no way to ever smile
The emptiness of your loss will seem unquenchable while your wounds threaten to consume you.
You will shout out to heaven and your ears will ring of brass
But there is tomorrow and if not, there will be tomorrows tomorrow.
And there the Son will shine again
For we look through a glass darkly and this life is but evanescence.
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Sunday, April 18, 2010
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