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Rated: E · Poetry · Religious · #2017050

An older piece I wrote in church on the back of a bulletin...

My world is hungered
for Thy succulent truth,
warm honey running
deep into my soul
until it aches to burst
like the very first sunrise
with the breath of devotion,
the taste of angels' songs.
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