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Faith
I used to love the pureness of the salted vessel
But now I realize that such a vessel hadn't existed
I always had such skepticism of such a "perfect" creation
But never have I ever questioned its creator
I once was such “vessel”
In which was full of such salt
But because of its ignorance
It has come to resemble an hourglass
And as the divide comes to a mass
It will eventually surpass
And when that day comes
All will come to glass
And nothing will last
Because it will be in the suns grasp
But yet in the hourglass
There will be a tiny amount
That will pass
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Reflection of my experience in church.