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glazed
worded wonderings
truth never searchs
truth knows truth
oh
how
why
must
we plead
what hands
past my arms
reaching for me
what less have we
that our flesh breathes
breath by breath tell me
calm me before
storm oh storm
my heart beats past
the rain
heard you calling
yesterdays done
sinking as an achor
what hold has
a
ship
on me
clouds that fury shell
breathes what shell
what gates have
you opened
to hell
?
Copyright © Pipping Stars | Year Posted 2017
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