Life.
Four letters.
Sound it out.
Nice and slow.
Exhale the words,
Through bitter lips,
Harshened out,
'Till a coarse road.
A journey,
A desert,
A waste of time.
"We cry out Lord have mercy,Send us out to the poor and hurting,Break walls down so Your Spirit can rush in" Donna Stuart - Part of the Solution
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