Overabundance

My heart sings with the joy of fulfillment.
My feet dance with the hope of a bright future.
My eyes twinkle with the happiness within my soul.
My lips turn upwards with the gratitude of salvation.
My fingers tap with the loveliness of freedom.
My being overfills with the loveliness of the first taste of freedom.

I am happy.
I am happy.

I will be happy.
I will be happy.

All because of your love.
All because of your grace.
All because of your mercy.

Am I filled with joy.

The End

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