Sitting faint for a call so dear
wondering at wonders but with fear not to get swallowed
One thing is for sure
that everyday I must learn, I must bear
Yes, I must bear a burden for it is my own
but it is not with my strength that I carry this burden
for my strength fail me, it craves to destroy me
what kind of strength grows against itself, it is evil I tell you.
Another carry me into His arms,waving me gently upon waters
a part has it lit for me, it is the strength that I use everyday.
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