The sun is setting. another day is ending. The sun's warmth and memories leave the leaves whisper as the wind picks up I walk home and feel a sudden chill. Then my thoughts return to the one who loves me, The Savior who laid down his life for me.
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at one
at one with love he'd never known a missing glove he'd never own no God above just life on loan at one with love alone
at one with life he'd never played a loving wife that never stayed a pocketknife without a blade at one with life he made
by me 2011
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Where did my laundry go, somewhere in the wastebasket with my memory, those hazy, dull moments of life, where I recall all of my life.
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