Untalented written: Hope for All

Every morning I look towards Eden
The place where gods first became men;
Shirtless I was but I was always covered;
When we looked unto God and not to the skies;

We left Eden but so much love couldn't make him sit still on the throne, 'he then' followed is on the inside
For Christ is in me I have a hope as I very much see the glory-

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