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    Wednesday
    Nov242004

    considering the complexity of descent

    crest and height
    stand and bow
    now tempest tossed
    contains me now
    the blood drenched cross
    the burden borne
    the weeping mother
    broken, torn
    thanks and mercy
    spark and flight
    rescue me from
    the desperate night.

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