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Body Ails Yet Spirit Soars

BODY AILS YET SPIRIT SOARS

I know where I am due to be going
Despite my sins for which I’ve paid
I have ailments that cause me pain
But at least I’m still considered sane
Even with the penances I’ve made
The river that takes me, is flowing

I am merely human with many flaws
But salvation has not been denied
The recent changes have been tough
Survival with dignity will be enough
There’s a future when one has died
I know my body ails yet spirit soars
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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