A few sentences.

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Heart of flame is burning within me.
Yet crashing over, extinguishing
Is the never ceasing sea
Of my anxiety.

There are no answers here.
Just doubts, questions, and fears.

Why must you be so far from me,
And yet, so near.

I know you call to me,
I can almost hear.
But I'm still drowning,
In the fear.



*authors note*
Yeah is a bit of a more hopeless poem, I know. But remember, there is a God who's near! Call out to Him. He will rescue you.

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