it hangs abobe my altar
like they hung Him from across
i keep one my wallet
for the times i feel lost
in a wooden frame with splinters
where my family kneels to pray
and if you listen close
you'll hear the words he used to say
i've picture of Jesus
domingo, 24 de dezembro de 2017
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