117. My Sword.

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You're the rainbow in my sky,
you're the awaited rain after the drought in me,
you're the cosy sunlight in my winter,
you're the beautiful spring to come after my ugly autumn,
you're the relaxing lemonade in my hot summer,
you're the rescuing water when I am on fire,
you're the warm blanket in my cold,
for when I am batling in the war,
You're my sword,
oh my Lord!

Author's Note:
Dedicated to my God.

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