| Who Am I? | ||||||
| Who am I?, she asks, a question simple and true. Not who I was, he's recorded on much paper, not few. Not who I will be, whom God knows will follow Him true. But who I am, the person you seek, is not in any pages, nor in any visions, but rather, sweetheart, stands here before you, free from his past, by the blood of the Lamb, and free to a future, by the promise of free will. Who I am, my dear, is who loves you. |
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