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Dec 2016
We
We begin
once what we would die for is what courage did discover
We search
for truth not within need but instead in why others suffer
We fail
where our morals cannot withstand the oppression of desire
We believe
as children do but not if ignorance and fear must conspire
We listen
only to what we think until we realize pride provides no cure
We feel
until the pain is so great that we turn to our vices to endure
We bury
ourselves side by side with the love that forgave each other
We arise
when shadows of a cross are created by the light of the savior
Mark Lecuona
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Mark Lecuona
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