I will walk away from the room called intellect and listen to your voice say, "Look into the room called will." Inside, I hear your gentle voice of faith say, "Take me with you — do not fear." Since, I find in this place; pure love — strong love — determined love.
I find new weapons — Will and Love — the kind of love that is not dependent on feelings — the kind that is consistent. Thank you!
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