fizzy faith

A poet who writes poems one line at a time,
Whether he's paid cash or won't get a dime?
Whether he's rich or poor, know that I'm
A poet who writes poems one line at a time!
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When Winter comes, and wolves grow cold,
They still embrace each day.
They've learned how Winter takes its hold
And keeps the warmth at bay.
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A lot can happen in three days, as prophesied by Christ,
Although Christ knew that He must face His death when sacrificed.
When hoisted high upon a cross that only Christ could bear,
To die for sin, through shame and loss, with Mother Mary there.
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And who are you that I should care when you tell me to stop?
To say I must not even dare to try to reach the top?
Each mountain that the Lord creates is like a challenge fought,
I still recall that Scripture states, By faith, great things are wrought!
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