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Dec 2020
Once upon a time—
Time I vividly remember,
I was ending my life line
Saying, “Lord, I surrender.”
Knife is what I hold;
Rope is what I grasp,
But someone has told:
“Don't let faith escape from your clasp.”
Written by
Double King  19/Agender
(19/Agender)   
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