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Love Upon the Water

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For David � �
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I knew � � � � �
when the cough � � � � �
didn�t assuage � � � � �
and five hours sleep � � � � �
became nine � � � � �
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When a fatigued pump � � � �
failed to divert veinous rivers � � � �
from bronchial deltas � � � �
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When wildebeests � � � � �
of stampeding corpuscles� � � �
crushed the narrow passage � � � �
of chambered atrium ��
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When the bright pillar appeared � � � � �
and the temperature dropped � � � � �
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I knew he hadn't been lost � �
at sea to a category five � � � � �
buffeting Life's face� � � � �
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But, found by Love upon the water � � � �
calming the surge with Grace � � � � �
outstretched hand beckoning � � � �
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Welcome back home, my good � � � �
and faithful servant. Well done. � � � � �
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