Bestow your mercy upon thee,
Let the feeble wings spring out,
Of the scared back, and three
sacred words will leave thy mouth
to nurture the lonesome soul
that yearns to make itself whole.
Bestow your mercy upon thee,
Let the feeble wings spring out,
Of the scared back, and three
sacred words will leave thy mouth
to nurture the lonesome soul
that yearns to make itself whole.
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This poem just rolls off the tongue, doesn’t it? Beautifully written in context and structure. 🙂
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