So much sorrow given me,
Your mind did it please?
Ever do I swim in tears,
My heart being squeezed.
A Trove of Grace, people say;
So why is mine another fate?
Every day a load of pain
I go out bearing for whose sake?
Kindly do You hover over everybody;
Myself only You don't see.
Even so, I'm with hope night to morning;
Could it be a mote of mercy I received?
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Wednesday, September 15, 2021
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