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Jan 2011
I have hope and trust,
In the Magnificent.
That I will no longer,
Fall ill at night.

I have begged,
Like His little child.
In constant need
Of His help.

When I grow tired,
I will shut my eyes,
And by His grace,
Sleep will be upon me.
Peaceful, Carefree, Weightless,
Sleep.
Coral Estelle
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