Your Sitting at the side of your bed broken and alone As the waves passes by you Hear a voice: "my child?" you turn around to A Holy presence it's light shining around it you say back: "Who are you?" The Unknown: "God my Child..." you respond with "What...?" voice continues to speak: When you Need something Tell Me even when I'm not here I'm still The One who Made You the figure disappears and you're standing there broken in tears not believing God just speak To you
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