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Spinning like a tire
Warmth & destruction, as of fire
Mistakes piling on a pyre
But successes take you higher...

Love fails you
Tears ail you
Friends & family even bail on you
But still you sail on through
With hope that God saves you & sends his love and blessings that veil you...

Topsy turvy & imbalanced
Hoping that all fears are vanquished & silenced
Praying that your joys are salvaged
And that you'll never be savage

Seemingly hourly happiness
versus the threat of perpetual pain
Its hard to see through the rain so you wait for it to wane-
The moment seems non-existent but you Must keep your faith consistent,
Because even the toughest downpours cleanses, & leaves everything sparkling new.

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