As my poems trickle in
Endlessly in my heart and head
Published a few instead
Seemingly unknown and hidden
Now I wish I would die
So my works reveal on their own
A seldom travelled journey
Full of pain and suffering
But continuously healed by grace and love
To open hearts wide inside

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