#12

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The secrets of the unexplained

penetrate into my brain

Causing me to explore

That which I do implore

As I lie in my bed tonight

Asking for help true despite

That of the past which is not right

Faith finds a way for me to feel

Hope in my future, and in love

This keeps me afloat

Just as God above.

1999

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