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Faith Poem (Free verse) by jess33

My friends are true believers. So am I, but I don't sing God songs all the time. They are a group of Faith. It moves me, but I am aware. Such little hardship written on our brows in wrinkles. We are young, and someday will move through depths of pain. Then I wonder where they will go. I hope it is the same place they are right now. It never fails; they think to save me. I smile. There was a time when I was always saving them.

god'swife 14-Jan-03/11:10 PM
The last stanzas a beauty. All in all I certainly understand. I get it, so for that a long withheld 10.




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