When I...
When I went under the waterfall, I crossed over.
When I saw my mother soon dead, she healed.
When I heard the dog bite, I did not sense fangs.
When I wept for an hour in bed, I made a river.
When I felt the hand on my heart, I could not scream.
When I prayed that he would lift me up, I fell.
When I wrote, I let my pencil grip my hand.
When I drew, the sky was my sketchpad.
When I smelled a flower, I became its roots.
When I died out of comfort, I found a home.
When I covered my mouth, he saw faith.
When I ripped the strings, I became a puppeteer.
When I feared the siege, I reached for my sword.
When I had nothing, I gathered everything.
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