Second chances

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There is a language.

A wordless – perfect understanding.

The inner makings that form pure joy.

The hallelujah – heart filled glory of achievement.

Through struggle, loss, redemption and back again.

You know when you’ve been there.

When relief comes in like a flood.

And wonder brings tears to your eyes.

A second chance.

And no words can do it justice.

Silent praise for when good comes through.

Soul stirring awe, when dreams are rescued.


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