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Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Refined in the Fire

Dipped precious metals
held in the flame, glowing hot
little imperfections, impurities
wisps of smoke, bleed away
pure essence remaining
after we are refined in fire


April 18, 2007 20:44
Malachi 3:1-3


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