I ask for forgiveness; tears I renew;
In this situation, what am I to do?
I know in you my health abounds:
Is it missing, here on the ground?
Or should I be bold, and save the day?
With my own right hand, should I strangle the prey?
You are my strength: let me be your delight...
With you by my side; who would dare to fight.
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Many questions here and possible solutions. Nicely penned . Have a great Sunday.
Thank you. Early Monday morning here!
Ah, the time clock. You are ahead of us. Then I wish you a very happy start to your week:)
Very lovely and winsomely eloquent with an urgent poignancy and superb references. [I've been struggling for too many hours, sorrily... thank you for this timely reminder.] Thank you so very much for sharing.
This is powerful, my friend. Well done! 🌹🙏
so many questions, and i hope the answer has been found too
enjoyed the read
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