Pain’s Again Kin

Dance of fractions
take the reaction
aids my traction
and my action. 
For you so much
I can but touch
and with no crutch;
collect me as such.
Forever time I have
a time another half.
We’d grin we’d laugh
our lovely craft.
Lost I hate all
this life I crawl;
on knees I fall
Lord I try call.
Sway your hand
a bold man
he knows he can
take a stand.
Call God again
we won’t see him.
Just beauty skin,
mutual pain kin. 

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