Have mercy

I touch the tips of heaven

With flowers and ponies

And such thoughts

 that stare at me and say

I have chosen

The path less taken

Emptying my blanket

To the ground

And begging God

For mercy

Time plays into my harp

And tells me to keep sharp

So that one day

When I’m the one standing

I will have on my heart

The one that declares me steady

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