Disembodied Ninja
Musings and Wanderings of a Truncated Pilgrim
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Thrive
Will you lift me up with tender care?
Will you wash me clean in the palm of your hands?
Will you hold me close so I can thrive?
When you touch me, that's when I know I'm alive.
- Newsboys
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