Suspicious glances across the room
Unfounded in ignorance
Guarded greetings
Cold small talk
We walk away
Alone
And wondering...
Monday, May 07, 2007
Strangers
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Praise be to the LORD my Rock,who trains my hands for war, my fingers for battle. Psalm 144:1
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