Author: Michaela Joy
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Lydia Grace
Every day with you is a gift not promised
A new morning mercy that breaks through night’s darkness
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Real
Is this real?
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You (A Prayer)
You know the love I have for You
And when I’m sinful and untrusting too
You know the things that I regret
How when You teach I soon forget
And yet You love
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Transplantation
My thoughts so easily jumble
Joining my dreams like a pile of rubble
I tasted
I saw
I thought it was good
But the Giver is better
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Reforming Joy 