I bow before your enveloping love
and march forth fearlessly to my battle with words.
I shall fight to death I say
climbing over every stumbling block
breaking down every stubborn wall
knowing in the end
victory shall be mine
and the words will burst forth in a torrent,
a just reward,
like flowers in spring
weaving a sweet garland of symphony
that I shall lay at your feet
in eternal gratitude for your faith in me.
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