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Eternal Tragedy
How is it God has sent His rain
and nurtured with the soil,
The leaf and petal warmed by day,
no longer need it toil.
No blight of sin upon the land
can longer testify,
He gave us hope by his own hand,
His name be magnified.
With promises of love and care,
His blessings given every day;
The flower blooms with beauty fair,
yet withers in the way.
