The moment I rise (surprise)

2 0 1 8 stories that I never ate

Problems that I create

In my mind, in my time

Every line I wrote rhyme

Made me think that I could find

 

A rose in every hollow ground

Bigger check than I could bounce

Holier than Jesus wine

Bleeding through so I can shine

 

The reason I get up / stand

From seasons getting down / I fell

The moment (that) I rise

The gift of (my) surprise

 

 

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