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was a dream

by Des-ire

I was in a dream Or so it seemed I was in a River And I heard a sound that made me quiver It was the call Of a water fall Or rather a roar That shook me to the core And I tried to fight the current But I was caught in the torrent So what could I do? Then someone who knew Called from down below “My dear fellow!” “Just let the water take you” “But I will be pummeled?!” I shouted above the rumble “You shall be bruised but the water will push you through” “I know this because I went through” So I let off from from the fight And woke up in the light Twas merely a dream But this mirrored my life it seamed For struggles were full in me But it was He The one too whom I bend my knee Was the one who put me here And because of his care Brought the torrent That was to me abhorrent But it was for my good And now I understood That was for my betterment God the trial had sent
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18 / M / Chehalis
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18 / M / Chehalis
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Feb 17, 2021
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