your nameA Poem by m.s.earlyAt first I noticed the cover, engraved leather, chic, expensive, gold leaf. The hands turning pages never appeared, but one by one they turned until mine was read and every lie I ever told. I stood bare faced most vulnerable as I could recall listening to each ear shattering syllable in the presence of His sinless grace. He called your name and love before it and I wept.
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