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A Shakespearean Sonnet |
| Beneath this great despondency He gave, No longer will I weep and question Him. My whole life to Him I owe to the grave to the tip of the tips and edge of grim. All my adversity and devotion – had somehow led me to being astray. My priority is my affliction. This blunder taught me to go the right way. I went to Him with a regretful heart, seeking for His forgiveness and mercy, asking for a sunrise and a new start, blaming myself for this conspiracy. All my gratitude to my Creator Heavenly Father, Jesus, my Savior. - Caitlin Amores |