Dignity
Thy spirit is nestled in your attributes
I throw myself into your truths
So magnificent they are full of robust scores and more
I lift my head in a drought and I praise you in all doubt
Lord, you grant me a regal power to love
And I am not above anyone else, although you make
Me feel like I have no inequities.
My magic is securely untouched
And is called dignity so enthralled
Its suit is your armor and so I am warmer
In nature, you comfort me with wonders
So abreast on my youth, I know your test
Is due in your timing and im miming what seems rue
With all powers my suffering is in claiming my name.


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