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  • Joy is the solace
    Indwelling comfort, freedom,
    and then, bitter tears.

    I am not worthy
    one so noble should suffer
    for my wretchedness

    unless, deep within,
    lying dormant under sin
    a seed is waiting

    nourished by tears
    reborn in new found freedom
    rebirth from ashes.

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