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Complexity-Simplified
Complexity Simplifiedby Michael DoyleOf all the things I have in life reservedThe right to peacefulness is deservedI have no need for people who like to cause stressAnd this is something I will readily address2024 will be a year of peace … Continue reading
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Thought For the Day: Death Tugs At My Ear and Says, ‘Live, I Am Coming’
“Death tugs at my ear and says, ‘Live, I am coming.’” – Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr., poet, novelist, essayist, and physician (8 Mar 1809-1894)
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Tagged Death, Ear, Live, Oliver Wendell Holmes, Thought For the Day, Tug
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On This Path of Redemption
On This Path of Redemptionby Michael DoyleThe struggles we liveFill us with doubtWhatever life may giveTo the point we want outFaith works through us allHowever the winds might be contraryIt’s the high pressure we must recallHowever the opposition seems legendaryThe … Continue reading
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Tagged Believe, Coat Sleeve, Contrary, Doubt, Faith, Justification, Kingdom, Know, Legendary, Let Go, Life, Path, Poetry and Poems, Recall, Redemption, Satan, Struggles, Tug
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Halloween: Daughters of Salem
Daughters of Salemby Michael DoyleIn the misted realm of nightmaresBeyond the screens of our daily careThe daughters of Salem tossIn their graveyards of the crooked crossHidden tears masked by blood stainsThat cannot wash away with the cold rainsIs the fear … Continue reading
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