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Poetry

Depleted and weakLord you still seekSomething of worthInside my hurt Wrists swollen Hands bruisedI am not amusedHeal my heart too Bacteria in my gutRich foods muckI feel stuckLet me feel Love Let me see beauty Let me see holyLord be with meAs I wait for healing  Remind me of worthOf calling, of BirthOf man fallingOf Christ ever calling  Remind me of VictoryOf …