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An emotion I carry with me.

 

When turmoil surrounds us

Strife abounds us

We take our solace

Our refuge

Nestled cozily within the hands of God

Upon which none may trod.

 

Facsimiles may come and go

Yet God is steadfast and true

Knowing much of our turmoil, strife and woe

We are lovingly cradled in such a way

That we may never fall through

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