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No more sorrow No more holes No more broken things— like souls No more chains No more rust No more death— that turns to dust No more pain No more fear No more shame— with hidden tears He came He came He came
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Apr 12, 2020
Apr 12, 2020 at 7:56 PM UTC
Triumph
No more sorrow No more holes No more broken things— like souls No more chains No more rust No more death— that turns to dust No more pain No more fear No more shame— with hidden tears He came He came He came
Isabine
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Apr 12, 2020
Apr 12, 2020 at 7:56 PM UTC
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