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  • Pain and Grace

    Pain...

    exposes me like the wind,

    leaves me in silence,

    and envelopes me in shame.

    Shame...

    leaves me abandoned,

    makes me shudder,

    knows my very name.

    Grace...

    Incomprehensible.

    Could it really be?

    For a poor, blind soul, such as me?

    What...

    Shall I cling to thee in my doubt?

    Shall I seek thee in my self-imposed prison?

    Shall I cry out to thee still?

    Yea.

    Though you cast me out.

    And find me not among those in your graces.

    Yet, I will reach out to you.

    For what other hope have I?

    But to reach out to the one that made me?

    There is none other.

    None beside you.

    Creator.

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