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Apr 29
'radical' tatooed across my heart
-a place of longing and love

I hear ancient footfall
-the crunch of feet in snow

someone put a spell on my tongue
-words tumble out incessantly
-a garbled monotone

pain is my companion
-a road back home

I wonder if I have enough faith
-to move a mountain

that radical love of Jesus
is the only sanity I know.
Written by
nivek
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