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Shadows of Night

As I wait in the shadows of the night, I long to know what I'm awaiting. Sometimes my knees get weak so I kneel but still keep my eyes wide open. At the slightest sound I move hoping it's what I'm looking for. You see, life is like the something I'm looking for. A new direction which will help me through this. Love isn't what I lack. Kneeling is when life throws curves, but falling down would admit defeat. When one admits defeat they admit falling and no longer caring aobut what they live for. They no longer care about the future for them it seems like the past will repeat the future. Yet alone I wait in the shadows.

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Date: 6/22/2016 11:15:00 PM
ELISABETH, nicely penned. Enjoyed reading your awesome words today. ~SKAT~
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