I said to him,
"Christ is my life"
He is not the excitement that I hold in my hands
He is the life flowing in my veins
That's why my fist is not tightened, I explain
I am not carefree with the gift I have received, you see
In fact, I am because of this very gift
It is the spring you see in my steps
And the serenity that sits on my face
It is life untethered...
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