As my pen is filled with ink,
Please fill my heart with words;
Words to pray, to write, to speak,
Words to make plans, to heal, to inspire.
At times, I feel like my heart,
Is like a desperate dry pen.
The page is blank, yearning for words,
But my heart fails to satisfy her.
Please fill my heart’s inkwell,
Let her words open hearts and heavens
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