When
When,
in the midst...
I can't say how to predict when
it seems as if there is often no rhyme or reason
But, when those times are here
in the midst of them
I feel overwhelmed.
You know what I mean?
It's then that I remember the
Source of my strength
and then, in the midst
everything is changed
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