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Atempt

Blow by blow,
wanted to go.
Protected &
guided from
throw after throw,
every one way
too slow.
Heavenly father
caught that blade
& just wouldnt
let it go.
My head they
wanted to reap
but father
let me keep.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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