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The Gloaming (Poetry Version)
In the twilight of faith In a darkening hour When the wick is all but spent I have become A reed bruised But not quite bent. With pain that screams louder Than the…
Is God Playing Games With Me? (Where the Honesty of God Meets the Honesty of Man)
In the twilight of faith In a darkening hour When the wick is all but spent I have become A reed bruised But not quite bent. With pain that screams louder Than the…