Life, where is your Adventure?

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Short but beautiful
Life, it seems is just a preview for the real thing
Call me foolish maybe
But you are too grand a deal to just test me
On whether my sentencing be heaven or hell
I'm breaking this ugly religious box
That's had me "wait" for Jesus on the clouds
I think more than the Sunday Church
I crave a deeper Friday night fellowship
I want the biggest, most intimate
Most heart breaking and yet the most healing
of the four letter everything. Life

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