The axe forgets; the tree remembers the scars,
Tomorrow at the scent of Heaven’s rain,
It will sprout again bearing fruits,
Fruits to which you will come to feast,
Forgetting you once cut short a life,
That God did not allow to die.
Mark Gadogbe (McApple)
An epitome of restoration.
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God be praised!
Bless you dear!
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