Healing.

 Somtimes we search in many different places.

To try to remove the pain, but not realizing what it is;  to refrain,

what we lost, or how  we have gain.

Some people may turn to different things,

And wonder what life has to bring.

What we could do is turn to God,

So He can feel that empty space

It doesn’t matter what color or race.

We all have a different case!

In what we believe,

And what we feel,

There’s only one who can heal.

He’s the Healer,

Not the Dealer,

So He see’s and knows all

Even if begin to fall

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