Poetry

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Those place where no one likes to go,
like spikes that I stay aways from,
that place I must go,
if I am to find freedom,

No one forces, yet all must surely know,
the things we keep locked inside,
those things are what keep us down,
So to the deep places, we must go.

So afraid my savior, this I can not do
there is no way I can see in such darkness,
there is no path even in such a place,
but wait, I have someone looking over me.

It is HE, my love song, He that cherishes me.
He will keep me safe, and be my guide.
He will shine and clean,all that I do not hide.
He will make clean the places Deep down.

My Jesus,

thank you.

For now,

I am free.

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