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my mind is  boggled
this trial is toppling me.
i understand now why i should keep my mind stayed on thee.
it's rough and i can't do it myself
i pray lord, please be my help
this snake comes to snare me
it's trying to break my family peice by peice
one by one
the one, being not as strong in the faith
having them to contemplate attack
thinking there's a mole in the pack
a mole?
a rat?
someone who doesn't want to see them ascend from glory to glory
glory to glory?
to see them walk in their calling or be what they desire to be
but you see?
there's no mole in the body
it's the snare of the snake
the body strives to stay strong in the faith
the one, not being as strong doesnt see that its the snake
and little b little, the one starts to fade away
but the body wont allow it
it stands between the one and the snake
its strong, so it stands as the gate
the one finally sees as they sit and contemplate
and thanks God for the body that stands as the gate.

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