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Hope

Infinite. I need you more Clothe me with Love. Sugar! Silver Crown of Wisdom Quench my thirst, fine red wine Love me. As a mother, Tighter little hands, never let go Demons swallow me each time Opposite worlds, identical to my sight Am yearning for you. HERO. Weaker I have grown, devoured by red horns Curry me, friend, a brother you are Samaritan, Protect me, the ebony of aging eyes, Beautify broken self with gold, Fill me up, bliss overflow, Mint and graceful Evening Sun settled curses Show me your face, ancient one Braced self, conquer like David Bring forth your tiger. We wore crowns with tough fights. Be the shine, For every crispy morning begets joy.

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Date: 11/26/2018 1:05:00 AM
Nice poem, well done, Beryl!
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Beryl A. Ouma
Date: 11/26/2018 4:41:00 AM
Thank you Susan

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