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Confusion
rules me
as never before
Whether
I shouldn’t
turn back or
Decide
to keep
sailing on for
The
prize awaiting
on distant shore
Needing
only faith
and nothing more
Fear
haunts me
to the core
Greed
controls me
I’m its whore
While
my soul
sins does store
It’s
of God
I must implore
Wash
me clean
that purity restore
Embrace
me again
One I adore
Don’t
let me
run like before!
Teresa Marie 1/25/12 ©
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