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Nov 2013
He was crying, and in the background
he heard the words, my lord come
please heal those that suffer
for they love you, love you so

Yet he looked so ****** tired
he still got to his feet
and took his love to them
as always, he always had

I saw the pain in his eyes
as he took their pain and sins
before the path to Jerusalem
before his pain begins


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
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Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
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