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It’s dark

And it’s wet

All my sins

I confess

This path I tread

Is filled with blessings and neglects

Father

Please dispatch your reserves

For I

Your son

I’m in the need of that well

To replenish my soul

It’s bright 

And it’s moist

All my virtues

I wear

This seed I’ve planted

Will sprout 

And feed thousands of men

Father

I’m in awe

That I

Your son

I’m worthy of your love

🌱