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    blackdog4302
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    Gives me a little bit of hope.

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    Sarah2013
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    Sweet.

    #60121

    Disturbed
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    Thank you for sharing Emil. It’s a beautiful poem and ever so true. I’ve been trying to come to terms with everything. I’ve begun to pray in Jesus’ name. I’ve had to reprogram myself not to use the other names. I know God never left me during my time in the cult but its a little bit hard separating their idea of god(s) and the true God. I need to cleanse myself of all thing Ash related. I know eventually time will heal this wound.

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    emil
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    I read this poem today and thought many of you might like it. Here it is:

    The boy walked along the ocean shore. . .trying not to stray.

    He looked up to his father saying, “Dad, I want to play.”

    His father looked upon him, with love showing in his eyes.

    “Do what you want to, my son. . .but do not leave my side.”

    “I would never leave you Daddy, I love you way too much.”

    But the boy took a step away, out of his father's range of touch.

    He walked through the surf, the waves tickling one toe.

    “If I take one more step in. . .” he thought, “Father will never know.”

    His father called out to him, “Son, to me remain true!”

    The boy thought with glee. . .“At the moment I don't need you!”

    His father felt a sadness, but he held his tongue.

    Sometimes lessons need to be learned. . .even when so young.

    The boy stepped out a little further. . .the water covering his waist.

    His father spoke with urgency. . .his father spoke with haste.

    “My son, come back to me,” he said, “The day is almost done!”

    “Not yet, Dad,” the boy yelled, “I'm having too much fun!”

    But the boy did not have his father's insight so he could not yet tell,

    The tide was coming in fast. . .there would be no time to yell.

    “Father!” he tried to scream, as the water covered his head.

    “I need you now, Daddy!” was what the boy had said.

    And in a single instant his father was by his side.

    “I thought you left me, Daddy. . .I thought you went to hide.”

    The father looked upon his son. . .a tear streaming down his cheek.

    The boy looked upon his father. . .and cried the sobs of the meek.

    “I would never leave you son. . .for I love you just the same.”

    “I was only waiting. . .for you to call upon my name.”

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