work all day
I feel this day coming over me
And the waves of stress cover me;
This is a hardship that I cannot
Take for I am weak and small;
The work to be done seems so hard
And so expansive please help me;
Help the smallness of me and my
Soul of fallen oppression complete;
Come to my heart and speak of good
And open hugs forever in the future;
Give this small wish to fulfill my
Small wants and hopes of all life.
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