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"Did I waver from that diagnosis?
"So that I no longer waver between painting and poetry.
"Thou almost mak'st me waver in my faith To hold opinion with Pythagoras
# Why didn't Cinderella waver #
'As all hope started to fade, 'even Prem's massive strength and resolve to save his young prince 'began to waver.'
"Did I waver from that diagnosis?
"So that I no longer waver between painting and poetry.
"Thou almost mak'st me waver in my faith To hold opinion with Pythagoras
# Why didn't Cinderella waver #
'As all hope started to fade, 'even Prem's massive strength and resolve to save his young prince 'began to waver.'
- My faith wavers.
A certain special interest group made wavers.
A moment that wavers between mystery and indecency.
And if your path wavers
And it never wavers.
- My faith wavers.
A certain special interest group made wavers.
A moment that wavers between mystery and indecency.
And if your path wavers
And it never wavers.
"and from that good day to this, "the Congress has not wavered in the policy.
'Cause I know that he loves you. And he hasn't wavered from that.
'The slaves' faith in their leader Prem never wavered.
- Have I ever wavered?
- His loyalty never wavered.
"Afar off, the towers of Florence. And she wandered as though in a dream... through the wavering, golden sea of barley... touched with crimson stains of poppies.
"Frankie J. trembled, his palm wavering across those last milk shake cups... "thinking of that hidden spike as if it wasn't just chance at play, but cruel fate.
"I'm wavering, gently"i
"Thus they walked on through wavering..."'
"and upbraideth not, and it shall be given him. But let him ask in faith, nothing wavering."
"and from that good day to this, "the Congress has not wavered in the policy.
'Cause I know that he loves you. And he hasn't wavered from that.
'The slaves' faith in their leader Prem never wavered.
- Have I ever wavered?
- His loyalty never wavered.
"Afar off, the towers of Florence. And she wandered as though in a dream... through the wavering, golden sea of barley... touched with crimson stains of poppies.
"Frankie J. trembled, his palm wavering across those last milk shake cups... "thinking of that hidden spike as if it wasn't just chance at play, but cruel fate.
"I'm wavering, gently"i
"Thus they walked on through wavering..."'
"and upbraideth not, and it shall be given him. But let him ask in faith, nothing wavering."