Non-Erotic PoetryBeath is a graceBreath is a grace...
Each time, the saviours face
Extends the time you have to think again.
For each breath, Revelation
Moves to the other station,
How long do you have thinking on this train?
There is grace and there is fire
There is God, who burns the liar
Who says he was just waiting for a sign
There’s the truth of God’s embrace,
There’s the sin, the human race...
Accept His Son before you end the line.
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