Poetry A prayer August 31, 2015 petersonspecies 55 views Leave a comment Lord When I rise, let it be no concoction Lord When I fall, let it be in love Lord When I die Let it be in her wool Lord When I lost let it be her gain For my only wish is to be her love wizard. Amen.
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