"thirst"
Another morning and I wake with thirst for the goodness I do not have. I walk out to the pond and all the way God has given us such beautiful lessons. Oh Lord, I was never a quick scholar but sulked and hunched over my books past the hour and the bell; grant me, in your mercy, a little more time. Love for the earth and love for you are having such a long conversation in my heart. Who knows what will finally happen or where I will be sent, yet already I have given a great many things away, expecting to be told to pack nothing, except the prayers which, with this thirst, I am slowly learning.
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your security word is HANGSRSA. do you care to define it?
Oh boy...
hangsrsa (hang' zur suh) n.
The wrinkles in clothing resulting from having too many clothes hanging in too small a closet.
A common word derived from the longer phrase, "hangs real sloppily against."
"This hangsrsa makes my clothes look like I just picked them up off the floor...good thing my friends won't judge me."
haha love it! at least your word wasn't QUISTSKI
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