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Freedom

June 12, 2011
By ahavah858 SILVER, 2, New York
ahavah858 SILVER, 2, New York
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A fortress strong,
made of stone,
stands tall,
stands alone.
A little child,
staring up,
discovers,
it is warm to the touch.
They stand surrounded,
by hills of snow,
by demons and evil,
nowhere to go.
The little child,
fears for her life,
though it was dreadful,
and full of strife.
For it was the only thing,
she knew was true,
and was all she knew,
how to do.
But she took comfort,
in the tower,
and found that she,
could no longer cower.
For when she,
found the door,
she was relieved,
her sin was no more.



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on Jul. 4 2011 at 8:12 am
ahavah858 SILVER, 2, New York
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I wrote this about how we are sinful and can to turn to the only true God for freedom  from our sin and hope. 

on Jul. 3 2011 at 11:12 am
14MNKMizzu1 GOLD, Columbia, Missouri
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Favorite Quote:
We dont read poetry becuase it's cute, we read poetry becuase we'r part of the human race- Dead Poet's Soceity

very deep, wat is the hidden meaning in this poem? I'd be very intersted to know :)