The emnity of soul
The inexorable trip
To mankind we whole
From an unquietous slip
To know God does see
As I earnestly travail
I learnt I am free
With Gods wind in my sail
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Gavin (
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Good write Gavin.
On a daft note: 'It's this inquietousness that's the trouble, ya know!' I only said that, cos I likes long words! heehee.
Lol I wish I knew many more obscure words.
I had to stagger back in amazement. I've heard of unquiet, but not inquiet. lol
Yh, I don't know how I came across that word.
I\'m googling it but can\'t find it. I wrote this years ago and the word meant uneasying. It\'s In a dictionary I have
Edit. You're right I've spelt it wrong it is unquietous. I typed this from memory today. I've changed it
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