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May 2017
He long survives, who lives with unspent grace,
   untamed desires wrapped in it's loving embrace.

Destinations once lost now quietly awaken,
   anger crumbles to dust and fears forsaken.

His light guides the way making all things well,
   illuminating the abyss in which he almost fell.

That light once dim growing increasingly dull,
   now luminous, bright, a light pure as snow.
Written by
Larry Ross
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