I noticed at the back of the pew there were some blank sheets of paper marked "notes". I took one in hand a proceeded to write a poem about the hole my heart. The despair I feel is
- A lack of faith
- Overindulgence in selfish despair
- Self-perpetuating
I left the poem there and asked whomever might discover it to please destroy it so that the hole in my heart might be filled by its wasting.
Let my faith be restored by strength!
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