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You know it's God
when you think you'll fall
but you're held by this strong chord
that keeps you because of your call.
With your birds eye view
and your sharp vision
you soar fearlessly out through
strongholds of an unbreakable prison.
Blow wind of grace
sooth my weary wings
I need you more in this new phase
Carry me to your fresh springs.
About the Creator
Emos Sibu Poriei (Kaya)
I love reading and researching to gain inspiration and ideas. I appreciate those who write and I hope I can inspire you with my writings too.
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