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Held true to self
Submitted:May 26, 2011 Reads: 21 Comments: 1 Likes: 0
She remains in the home as she’s called it
For that be of it within itself
And locked away a hundred years
Never allowing one single tear
Flow be flown out your door
Never returning, not ever more
And has become what is to be
That internal light we soon shall see
Burning bright, burning light
Guiding her soul home tonight
Upon the hope that rests in there
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