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Divine Intervention

I need a saint to cure my pains Bring me back to youthful claims Someone whose devoted their life Lived through pain, loss or strife One who understands my woes Can relate to me, is not my foe Has lived and lost and forged ahead Never gave up and laid in bed Experienced the darkness and the shame When the body has faults there is no blame We're no longer super human,untouched When the body gives, little things are a must Fighting thru pain knowing someone that's shared Makes it much easier, without judgement or stares.

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