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(A poem from the 31st of May, 2022):

What is this feeling like pain and betrayal?
There are brothers, and there are comrades;
There are warriors, and there are passers-by.

I’m weak and You are strong.
I want to decrease and not matter anymore.
I never want to worry again,
I never want to fear again;
But I’m worried and afraid I will.

Teach me, speak to me, make me a better man,
I need Your voice;
Anything else is just a dagger in my lungs.

I’m dancing from leaf to leaf like a droplet of rain,
Falling from grace to grace,
Wondering if I’ll ever stop and collect myself.
Maybe You’ll catch me and drink me up.
Then I won’t have to wonder anymore,
On when I hit the ground and splatter all over the place.

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