Precious riches


 devil swearing like thunder

I was not afraid

my friend from cloudless heaven protected me

persecuted and bewildered

gazing at immaculate deity

\may I find peace with god

comfortable with tribulation

 forgiveness our treasure

angels begin to smile


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