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May 2022
Never feel safe, though I'll fight till the end
How can I revive my strength to keep going
How to tell enemy from friend?

I stand ever accused
Each day a battle
I'm thoroughly used

Yet my obligation I keep, hence
Each lightning bolt vision that strikes me
I mount my defence

I forget not
For each memory I give an account
Redemption is sought

This is my hell
Come, my King
Make things well
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