ForgivenessA Poem by Soren
Cloths musty from winters rain of despair need cleaning in spring's bright air
Dirt of months dark pain needled repair brings a clean jacket of hope to wear Smell of sweat too cold to bathe prisoner of my coat I've been a slave crust of dirt a second skin falls away a forgiven sin © 2025 Soren |
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Added on September 22, 2025 Last Updated on September 22, 2025 |

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