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Jul 2013
we sit in dark
without the light
wondering why
it isn't right

and then it's clear
wait for the day
to cleanse our hearts
and shall they stay

yet it still sticks
we won't release
we cling to hate
fall to our knees

our souls aren't straight
they fall and sin
and sit in dust
they cannot win

it is the light
which shows it all
its forgiveness
conquers the fall

never again
must we be here
with filthy souls
to bring us near

it has been done
and light will win
our souls come out
fresh to begin
September 24, 2012
Linnea Wilson
Written by
Linnea Wilson  Cincinnati, OH
(Cincinnati, OH)   
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