One of us
One with us
One to win us
One to give us
One more chance
At an infinite number
Of second chances,
One
To
Make
Free
Out of being
For
Us
Not aloof
No longer misconstrued as distant
Not far off
But so close
It is on your lips
And in your heart
You don't stand at a distance, saying,
How does it feel to bleed?
No.
God bleeds too
And he looked on what he had done
And he said
that it was good.
The Cushion of The Years (Shield against Apollyon)
Tonight, at 51, With the duvet pulled up to my ears, I will play myself to sleep, With the cassette replacement, Of the tape my mother bou...
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