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Monday, January 26, 2009

The sun rises on a new dawn
Yet few of us realize the debt we owe to those who dwell among us
anonymous,
seemingly ordinary,
whom destiny brought together to repair,
to heal,
to save us from ourselves.
And they're still out there,
in the shadows,
in the light.
We pass them on the street,
never suspecting,
never knowing.
Do they even know yet,
that they are bound together by a common purpose,
a glaring reality to be extraordinary?"
And when destiny does anoint them,
how do they hide from it?
How long can they dwell in the shadows,
before either fate,
or their own flawed humanity draws them out into the light again?
And how will they know what awaits them when it finally does?

8:13 PM


FORMSPRING!