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08/03/18 at 11:06AM
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Poetry
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No matter, the sorrow
No matter, my lament,
No matter, the morrow,
No matter, my vent,,
No matter, if you,
Are heaven sent.
I pray to the Lord
Who shines, up above,
To grant me, his servant,
With your eternal love.
