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I will lift you
up on wings like eagles, angels.
I will carry you above
the turbulent, hateful, evil waters
the world has thrown
at you.
You are the puppet
and I am the master; you stumble
and fall, yet I will always scoop you back up, holding your hand.
I will remove this filth, dirt, tarnish, that
covers your body and mind and soul, so
that you can become clean and pure
White as snow.
Be still My child, and know that I am