Unseen to the naked eye,
Tears we never cry,
And dreams which never fly,
Strangled till they nearly die,
All because we accept the lie,
And believe in our lack of value,
That we are tarnished, not new,
That nothing we might do,
Is veritable or true,
Yet the truth, God loves you.
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