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A Prayer for Perseverence
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Set me free that I might dance Despite life's fickle circumstance, And all that narcissism craves Shall be surrendered to the grave. And in that twilight resurrected Find all love and mercy mine Though doubts and darkness draw me near Faith and hope give wy to fear Let not the truth of love's pure light Be swallowed up into the night. Of death's foul lies make me the wise That I may ne'er suspect you were a dream. by Rebekah Hart |
© Copyright 2003 by Rebekah Hart
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