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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required There is sun after the rain Let me first catch my fast train Greed will leave you with no gain There is healing after pain Leave your worries in the drain I did not notice you have gone astray Wasting away like the gray of today Well, God is here and He will lead the way For now, let go of remaining dismay I still have hope that we will be okay Not much in mind – it does not make sense But, make sure to make my shoulders less tense Throw away regrets and seek repentance God’s mercy gives us hope and acceptance Waiting for a sign of deliverance I am feeling more and more on my own But, I have faith that I am not alone Reminders of the past, like a ringing phone, Kept repeating my downfalls, far from unknown I believe His light of truth will be shown There is hope in store – can’t mope anymore Life is not always a thought to ignore Maybe the reason you closed the door Is because you have lost something you adore Well, I know what you’re looking for… I am not buying your little mind games All I have left is thrown into the flames I remember the times you called me fowl names Somehow, I will forgive you with no shames No one needs to take the blames There is life after demise No need to be fooled – be wise! Do not fall for bitter lies Instead, give ear to our cries Doubt no more, poor weeping eyes!
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