all that is gold does not glitter,

not all those who wander are lost;

the old that is strong does not wither,

deep roots are not reached by the frost.


from the ashes a fire shall be woken,

a light from the shadows shall spring;


renewed shall be the blade that was broken,

the crownless again shall be king.

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

insert happy smug delighted content smile here

christmas was: beautiful. 
break is: refreshing. 
next year will be: wonderful.
god will always be here for me: no matter what. 
how relieving:)
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