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Glowing embers, remnants of a world past.
Life is dying, its energy expiring fast.
The last hope for life to survive is fading out and we're stuck drowning in a sea of doubt!
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On the cabinets, on the tables, pinned on the wall.
Precious memories, pictures of us all.
Something fragile, a beauty so rare.
A new day dawning that we shared.
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Twelve disciples in a boat
Doubting it would float
Master had left them alone
Drifting the seas in a storm
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Tis' one life you have,
Open your heart to love.
Love your wife, your son,
Daughter, husband, or special one.
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A friend is one who cares,
Who helps your burdens bear.
True friends brave weather, bad and fair.
Whenever possible, they will be there.
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On his mother’s side
Born in Bethlehem
On his Father’s side
No one before him
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Before the storms hit, before the doubts assail;
A tiny boy in the world who on his own will fail.
Unaware of what will come and has been,
Reaching up to hold on Daddy's big hand.
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On the hill of Calvary
Hung up on a tree,
Stripped bare for all to see-
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I know this little guy, he stands, oh so, about knee high.

He's got the cutest dimples on his cheery face,
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6 am your ghost wakes me up, oh
I know I moved on a long time ago.
Guess my mind still doesn’t know.
It’s clear you never were the best for me:
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On a bright sunny day, amidst the African brush-
Playing in the sand, two tiny lion cubs.
Filled with potential, though they be yet small,
Furry balls of terror unaware of the dangers about them all.
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5 am in the morning, on my way up north to who knows where
I wake up from my sleep to find where you live is just over there.
My hibernating heart suddenly wakes up and starts pumping
I feel the adrenalin flow, my blood starts running.
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He's on his calloused knees, praying man.
Praying like it was his last, cause it's all he can.
Beads of sweat rolling off his brow -
Praying man, knuckles clenched, tears tumbling down.
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I called this number just the other day, trying to find a girl who just wouldn't go away,

And as the phone rings, with fingers crossed, I hear you say,
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I always knew it was too good to be true,
But still I tried reaching out for you.
You made me high, you sent me mad.
You made me reach out like I had never dared.
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Ambiguous - undefined
Dark and light.
So sublime
Can't touch it - yet it's nigh
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You - you light up my world.

I'm stuck thinking of you all night,
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You were high above the rest, a legend, the best.
I was just a little boy out in the wild west.
All alone, crying in the desert, a defenceless little one.
You found and picked me up, sheltered me from the sun.
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Tis dark and lonely,
Walking here alone.
This cold stony road
I have made my own.
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Feel rush of the wind either side as on a tiny sleek bike you ride

Feel the gasp of hurtling metal monsters lurking all around to getcha.
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joses tirtabudi Biography

A guy who has been blessed with the talent of writing. I live in Australia and love to cycle, play Rugby League, and write. Subscribe to me at http: //ground000.wordpress.com/

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Catching Fire

Glowing embers, remnants of a world past.
Life is dying, its energy expiring fast.
The last hope for life to survive is fading out and we're stuck drowning in a sea of doubt!
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Burnt out timber, shadows of what use to be.
Lord God! Start a fire inside me!
So many are burnout, no fire left, to our flaking ashes we cleft.
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Someone needs to ignite the fire, bring us back to life!
Keep us alive, don't let the darkness suffocate the light:
So many of us, burnt-out, dead, and alone, We need fire in the bones!
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We're sitting here, waiting for someone to catch fire-dying-
Sitting here warming benches, not even trying.
By our lack of faith, we condemn ourselves to die!
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Waiting for God to move, but God has already done so.
While we're stalling, he's calling us to go!
But we're waiting for fire, that's already here, but we won't commit because of our fear.
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Haunted by a fear of the unknown, that we can't survive.
We sit and kill, the very life we're trying to revive.
Waiting for someone else to move, with the blame on our heads, we refuse to push ahead.
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If you don't move, and he besides you doesn't move,
Who's going to keep the fire, that runs this world, tell me who?
So I'm catching fire, hoping others catch fire with me: catching fire to set men free, are you with me?

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