finding the blue book                              
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                             veni creator spiritus                              
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                                    i know no                                   
                                    nearness.                                   
                                    this heart                                  
                              asks only for what is                             
                             and each day is offered                            
                                benediction beyond                              
                                  imagination,                                  
                                  for nothing                                   
                                  else exists                                   
                                 and this space,                                
                                  carved out of                                 
                                    divinity,                                   
                                which is given us                               
                                to move for a time                              
flows where no words will ever grow, no work can ever show, no will, worship nor
 generous action can ever know. no, dear friend, to find what is never lost you 
must let go, for this is not your life. it is just life, life, life and it lives
                                    on forever                                  
                                whether you look                                
                                  at it or not.                                 
                              love, we are learning                             
                                still the meaning                               
                                   of eternity                                  
                              swimming in symphony,                             
                                the thousand voices                             
                                rouse the sleeping                              
                                and sing themselves                             
                              through seven heavens                             
                                just to return this                             
                                     intimacy.                                  
                                  glorious grace                                
                                    forgive me.                                 
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