
Mixed within turbulence we find ourselves
caught unbalanced inside the undertow of life,
Drowning within the murky waters of survival
Gasping for air holding on by a brink,
Submissive to our emotions wave after wave,
And before blackness can embrace us we are
touched by the hand of God,
And our spiral down becomes our stairway
Of light.
And step by step our redemption begins.




- WOW.
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