DISCOURAGING FAITH

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with you

so singularly minded

sitting there

so aloof

pretending so hard

to be otherwise

do not recognize

that the mask you wear

ill covers

such a flimsy disguise

even on you

deep self loathing

in its purest form

has become emotionally

disfigured

from too many nights

in a whiskey bottle

how I pity you

Look up!

The Lord is there!...............

(Dec. 20, 1997)

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