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I wandered hither and yonder, faltered whither astray
Till Mercy let me no longer wander
And settled my tired feet upon this pure way

Late

From wherest will you find a balm to soothe regretFrom when will you bring back yesterday
October 2, 2024

Arrival

Two things true, when unassuming do ensueWhen thy search for why be overWill sincerity be your portion trueWhen thy faults to look at anotherLeave no occasion, will ensueOpens swiftly humility’s door
October 2, 2024

Forever Together

I let go of your handAnd feel the same visceral painThat I have grown used toTears well in the throatThat I am too unwilling to set free The wrenching hurt that only love can levyHas become my lot, with and…
October 2, 2024