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My Enemy's Walls

I'm glaring at walls that stifle me.
Crushing, wounding, disabling me,
MS, so limiting my enemy
Steals my strength and my energy.

The MS walls do limit me.
Yet I can't accept, even partially,
The slightest drop in productivity.

God pierced those walls with beams of light.

His points of light illumined me.
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