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Gone

November 6, 2007
By Anonymous

Even though your gone,
I still feel your hand,
Guiding me through life,
And helping me to stand,
Lifting me into the air,
When fire creeps through the sand,
Even though your gone,
I can help but think,
Will I join you there,
Or will I simply shrink,
From the face of the earth,
The memory of man-kind,
These thoughts that are creeping,
You vanquish with out fear,
You lift me to your face,
And whisper in my ear,
Be still my child,
Have no fear,
Be still my child,
I am hear.


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