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About This Poem
The Solution
A problem is half of a separated pair
We seek out a solution that will solve.
While the problem we face may seem unfair
Its a mere test of our human resolve.
God never lays a problem at our door
Without concealing a solution in the grass.
When desiring s problem exist no more
Tis through kneeling it usually will pass.
Problems are often God's way of challenging me
to acknowledge Him.
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