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There's a place
I sometimes go
A dark place
Where no one
looks
for me,
No one listens,
No one reaches out,
No one cares,
Like God Himself
isn't
even there.
Then the Holy Spirit
Shines a light
On pictures when...
Jesus found me
Heard me
Held me
Convinced me
Neither death or life
Present or future
Height or depth
Power or anything
Can separate me
From God's love.
Then I run out
every time
into the light,
There are so many
to tell.
Romans 8:38-39
John 20:2
See this poem @ His Newsman
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