You are all sons and daughters of the Spirit
Your tears are but a message from the Spirit
Your hearts has seen the depth of sorrow
The arrows of sadness pierce your Soul
But Hope is stronger than sorrow
You hold your tears in the barrel of your eyes
Afraid they might puncture the thick blanket of sorrow
Releasing a toxic spill of sadness
Unleashing a violent spell of misery
Do not be afraid to let your tears fall
Do not be ashamed of those tiny pellets of hope
Do not allow sorrow to strangle you
Your tears are your first line of defense
Ready to break down the wall of sadness
Destroying the thick armor of sorrow
Puncturing the veil of misery
Allowing hope to reign
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