Sometimes I want to tell the sun to wait a while to rise. Darkness hides the debris of an afflicted soul. But the light of morning welcomes His mercies anew. And failure doesn’t scare me anymore.
Sometimes I want to tell the sun to wait a while to rise. Darkness hides the debris of an afflicted soul. But the light of morning welcomes His mercies anew. And failure doesn’t scare me anymore.
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