Talking To God

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Irreplacable
When I wake up on early morning greetings
Restoring some lost feelings
Feelings of altruism on breathings
And Nightly whispers so redeeming
Unforgettable are the thoughts of me
In times when I have nothing
I still have everything
Garments when talking to God
Through a place
Through a time
Through a blue pen writing line by line
So gallant and so divine
Through everything I see
Recklessly his voice lays on me
Words helplessly runs through me
Like a river
Like a melody
Telling me: "Love is you
Love is me
Love is our plan
Love is a blue rhapsody"
Irreplacable
In times of trials
Of heartache of lonesomeness
You came in me
In a bleak midday
Uncrying these teardrops on the fire
Embraced, through the grace
Of Angels on a choir
On a band where God is the lead
Playing instruments
Singing canticles
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