there are moments in my life that are surrounded by a stretch of complete silence as i look on. like an angel blowing on a holy trumpet that only i can hear. an angel blowing silence ? i know it sounds strange but it is not. i am use to chaos and the polluted emotions of those around me. it is the silence that i need to listen for. nothing matters but my relationship with my creator. i am at a loss to describe the details of where it is i stand in relation to him. For he has delivered me from the battlefield. And like any soldier i miss the battle. I know who i fight against now. I know who I serve. All other details are lost in the translation.
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