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The Essence of a Miracle

Does the darkness chipping my heart scare you?
Do you hear the nails being driven in?
To say I’m angered by you is untrue,
Even though I’m dying for your sin.

You truly think Satan has won this war?
No, the cackling devil won a skirmish.
A mere fight eclipsed by an opened door
Into a pure heaven, against his wish.

See, the darkness faded with victory.
I will now take my leave. With outstretched hands,
I rise up to be home eternally.
I’m off to the utopia of lands.

One day you’ll visit me, never to leave,
If in me and my Father you’ll believe.

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