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- Plato Paragon
- I stepped into a river. I returned to step into the river again. But it was not the same river, and I was not the same man.
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I packed a lute and a bag.
I went to the show in drag.
Hiding from today,
I buried the burdens and
business which I engaged.
Into the future and the past, and present, all the same.
Knowing well when I return that nothings changed.
Only a repreive for a moment, then back to the same.
But for that moment, with Him, I'll never exchange.
Not for the hope that He gave.
What we must go through to enter the Kingdom.
Whoa, Grace.
Where else would we go ... You have the words of Eternal Life.
Peter
John 6:68
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