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Acrostic
By Suzanne
Sense we are here-why not cry for joy?
He heals all of my wounds
Again and again, saves me, doesnt know
Unusual talents-keeping you whole
Gaining new reasons to grow
Hearing your words is the gift
Never again will i miss a friend
Some have no clue, none
And others know how to live beyond
Coming to the realization of this world
Know you'll help when i'm about to give up
Eradicating my dreams
Turning towards the salvation in your voice
Telling my soul which is the right path to go