deep and real traumas,
addressed now beyond font,
troubled courses in logic,
all seasoned with doubt.
but Christ our great Healer,
come release what we steal,
for free was your suffering,
that makes true love, so deep and so real.
deep and real traumas, addressed now beyond font, all seasoned with doubt. come release what we steal, that makes true love, so deep and so real. Author notes(yes, I know it's Deut), and it sure is short, but just gotta do that sometimes. Please tell me what you thinkComments
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