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Breath of Heaven
touch me tonight with stormy delight I'll watch all night just .. touch me tonight.
I have grown weary tired and torn if only you'll send me a little breath .. to live.
I felt so alive when all else looked so dead wasted away, but I see you've given .. breath.
As the dark days glide on I look to the sun and remember always it looks so dark yet .. it is light.
The snow drifts are white across the world nothing has been so pure as this sight admist the plain. So holy. So right.
This is tonight ...
Breathe, God, breathe.
0609 Friday, December 20th, 2002
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