Armored Prayer

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Across the aching distance

I send my armored prayers,

Hoping they will reach your soul

And lodge their smiles there.

Fierce and forceful is this fight,

Drawn and weary is your heart,

Yet the God of heaven gives His love

And truth to tear these lies apart.

You labor long and restlessly,

I cannot end this pain you feel.

Only hold you while you weep

And remind you what is real.

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