Snap in a twinkling of an eye freedom is
perceived, it was there all the time, it was covered over by muddy waters which
once were clear but over time fatigue and worn out by the repetitions of the
same old, same old, they became stagnant and putrid. It was not their fault it was good at their
time of inception however life moves on and the river of life needs to run
free, fresh and invigorated and delightful to sup.
Renewal is the name of the game.
Hallelujah.
SHACK
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