For where I am, is where I don’t want to be. Although I am consumed in it, I'm not of it.

Motions are hard like the stony limitations. My wings are still, like the wind I barely feel, but they that wait

On the Lord shall renew their strength, they shall mount up with wings of eagles. They shall run and not be wary, and they shall walk and not faint.

Waiting on the Lord

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