The Place
You hold my life in Your hands.
Drawing me closer to You,
I feel Your power renew.
Nothing compares to this Place
Where I can see You face to face...
~ City Harvest
The placid disposition.
The spiritual and literal connotations.
A ribbon of reality at The Place.
The Place where I grew up;
The Place which is my refuge and pain all at once.
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