late nights
stolen dreams
but the light
still shines within
and it seems
that through the seams
love will always burst through
the clouds gather
my joy scatters
and fear may settle
but there is always love
and it is steadfast
and constant
and pure
what are we destined for?
my eyes glisten
from the tears
and the hopes
because
through the clouds,
my eyes can still see...
and it is all thanks to You.
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