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The Cave Shelters Me

When I was little, Escape remittal I could hide in a cave But the danger was grave It was just in my head The fear of the dread, I didn't know The cave was not my foe I feared the thing that sheltered us The thing that made us live I should not have made a fuss Fearing the thing that gives I hid in a tree And fell on my knee I broke a bone But hated the unknown But now I know The cave shelters me Without it I'd simply die.

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Date: 9/12/2020 8:48:00 AM
I am sorry. I am running into writer's block.
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Sigrid Ermine
Date: 9/12/2020 7:56:00 PM
.... Don't say that, fellow Poet! Practice is perfection, certainly!... We never apologise for being hungry, needing to eat three meals... If an apple is there, eat it...