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Salvation
The only vitality in this
moribund life comes from You.
I wish I could grovel at your
Holy Feet and pour all my sins,
For you to wash away with your
Umpteen tears of divine compassion.
I wish I could lie in your Holy
Lap and summon your Holy Grace forever.
Like the hibiscus flower which sweeps
Your Holy Feet, I want a salvation.
I want a liberation from the worldly
desires that fetter me incessantly.
I am groping for a speck of
light, a ray of hope in this
pit of abysmal darkness that
seem to drown me with it's grisly beck.
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