"And when you pray for us, we can begin to see one another's faces."
When I told them of my craft
They nearly laughed;
She doth reel and tip
Of rhymes is made my ship.
Godless bickeringMake hearts that once did love, growCold, flicker and die.
Hard as flint and steelIs this thing called forgivenessAnd thanks be to God.
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