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Labyrinths and Locked Doors: Poem 4

March 4, 2014
By Kathleen_Waters BRONZE, Beamsville, Other
Kathleen_Waters BRONZE, Beamsville, Other
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No arms to hold me safe and warm
I tremble through the day, the storm.
But through the night
I smile bright,
The stars will guide me with their light.



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