30 mai 2013

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With parched lips my soul drinks from the Light of Your Love.
With dry sighs my heart calls for the coolness of Your Grace.
From the desert of despair my spirit longs for the peace of Your meadows.
From the depths of me I desire all that is YOU!

(R.A. - 26.05.2013)

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