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Sep 2019
When trouble
  Assails,
   Then
  Even storms
Raging and
  Fierce cannot
   Alarm.
  Loving, merciful
Lord
Secures.
There is a calm that creeps over my heart when I look at the water. I don’t know why it works out that way. I don’t like swimming; I’ve never liked plunging into the water. But watching it calms me.
Written by
Bill M  M/Maine
(M/Maine)   
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