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Let Me
by Shawntaye Scott
Oh Lord, let me be forsaken,
Let me atone for the errors yet to be made,
Let me repair the wounds
That has yet to be caused,
Let me.
Let me bear my pain reticently,
Let me mature past my fears,
and make what feels like hell mold me,
Let me.
Release myself from limited thinking,
Let me believe in the power or humbleness,
Let me behold the higher spirit above,
Oh Lord, let me be forsaken.

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