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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