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SpeechlessI dream of the moment when I most humbly stand before The Savior where I remain completely captivated with a singing heart and glistening tears of joy are streaming down my cheeks. At the same time, I know that I 'll be paralyzed from the beauty and pure amazement of our adorned King who has and will continue to command each and every relational aspect of this spirited universe as it is known to each of us. Julie Pisacane (c) 2003 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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