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A passing storm
Smashed my glass
Exposing my inner sanctuary
To the wind’s wrath
My place of worship
My life of service
Became a desolate
Place of cursing
You took the individual
Shards of glass
And gave me colours
That honoured my past
Now my chapel
Is blazing with colour
As we begin rebuilding
Standing next to each other
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