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That Spring day Pt.1
The depression eased as the snow melted away.
It was a moment of beauty on the cool spring day.
The earth broke free to beautiful sprouts of life.
And amongst it all, I walked with my knife.
The vines grew and tangled with precision and ease.
Grass and weeds rapidly growing up to my knees.
The knife I swung to free myself from this chaotic mess.
In this moment all sins to God I silently confess…
It was a moment of beauty on the cool spring day.
The earth broke free to beautiful sprouts of life.
And amongst it all, I walked with my knife.
The vines grew and tangled with precision and ease.
Grass and weeds rapidly growing up to my knees.
The knife I swung to free myself from this chaotic mess.
In this moment all sins to God I silently confess…
Published 1st Jul 2020
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