Trust

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Little people crying and in need of help

shadow your faces from the rust outside

and let Me comfort your inner child

but your thoughts keep uttering the chaos you've seen

so a dreadful doubt arises that you cannot rely on Me

or will you someday say, 'I give you my body, my soul

to unbalance the truth between my dreams and past.'

But I have no grave, no chain fastened to Time

Will you also trust the unseen Spirit?

I am God, I am your Creator

I can do what you ask

I decide who rises and who falls

Trust Me and live like no other

Once you did not know where to go

you were hollow inside, struggling to breathe

My grace and love healed your thoughts

Remember Me, I am God

Now will you say, 'I give You my heart,'

and I will carry your bones to a new ocean

rest your skin in freshwater-ponds

and purify your dark memories so your soul can shimmer

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