Friday, January 20, 2006
Thinking about the Prize
You know, I often see people on wheelchairs nowadays, in public spaces, and I always think, it could be a lot worse. You're not in a wheelchair, you can walk.
And I want to do so much more. I live for those days, if they will ever come.
Keep your eyes on the prize, oh Lord.
It's just taking so arduously long. Harsh, frustrating, lonely.
And I want to do so much more. I live for those days, if they will ever come.
Keep your eyes on the prize, oh Lord.
It's just taking so arduously long. Harsh, frustrating, lonely.
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