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THE SECRET TO PARDONSomething long hidden from you, Deep within Me, It’s my heart’s big Bother I wanna rid From you hidden Is the secret pardon Court I went Where all forks Are humbly beckoned To a mercy judgment And pardon. This ought not have been From you that long kept Thanks for the tree of curse Also this from me is swept Upon the mount of curse Where innocent blood oozed From a man without blemish Is where my heart got replenished Now I extend the beckon To you mine acquaintance Abide no more the balcony Yonder is enough acceptance Matters not how thou art broken Upon the tree hungeth a potter Thou shall of him be restored Together alike we’ll be molded Welcome abode Let’s be in one accord Bound by a sing chord Eternally we’ll sail in a single boat. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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