Sifting through the charred remains of self-fulfillment,
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fruitless efforts to appease an intangible yearning.
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Standing on the brink of death, petitioning the value of this pallid life.
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¡°What is there that is left to live for?
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This all consuming feeling that there¡¯s something more?¡±
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An internal vacuum; frozen desperate, lonely.
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Waiting to be filled by the breath of life.
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Ingrained desire for completion, imprinted in creation, the handprint of design.
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Restoration awaits a desire to seek; an openness to embrace the intended fulfillment,
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willingness to relinquish the shackles of betrayal, to cast off the chains of self-imprisonment.
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Living water will quench the intangible thirst (never too thirst again),
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calm the churning tides, still the tempest, and part the seas.
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Delivering a drowning man to solid land.
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Divine compassion lies in wait for the opportunity to bring restitution.
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The hand of wrath, empowered to serve justice in light of the defiling of truth,
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has been stayed by the deliberate had of mercy.
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The debt was channeled through mortal pain and death,
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once through one, the risen one, once and for all, for the restoring of all.
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Pervasive grace pierces through darkness revealing light.
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All that remains is a step in faith, to make a choice.
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¡°For too long I¡¯ve entertained these lies. Self reliance has blinded my sight.¡±
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¡°As I turn my eyes towards the fire, a voice beckons to me as I cry.¡±
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¡°Relinquish fear, you no longer must hide. Let this Fire, within you reside.¡±
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¡°Tempering the fortitude of life, annealing power of light be glorified.¡±
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Exaleiphein: Movement II
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