the dust of this earth is stitched between Me and you together forever. it was the earth who cried out for hope and pleaded for understanding so that the world would feel the things that she does, the seasons shortened and the weeks lengthened for days on end. today is the ground we walk upon to succeed in changes that occur underfoot through understanding one another. An apple will fall over and over just feel the ground again. the gravity of our day is heavy and could understand. let's field the world until this day lengthens or falls short. but until then one is given the keys to this House and i hand them to Cindy. the dust of this earth holds on to someone who can understand.
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