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Dis-Grace
Disgrace to me is nothing...
but I spurn true love of you.
I drive a wedge between our hearts
and foil your designs.
I cannot do this alone.
Alone, I would be a self-indulgent monster
doomed to a path of self-destruction
after splintering my share of the world.
With you, God, I may be pure again.
I ask for your grace.
Give me strength to resist temptation.
Help me to love you better.
Amen.
written 30 April 2024 at 2:32 (PM recorded in my notes but might well have been AM)
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J. I. Thomas F.
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