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For all that I will be

the waves begin to crash
and I begin to see
this radiant sunshine
still not meant for me
I hold you in my grasp
and through the cracks in my hand
you slip away like sand
when the waves come to shore
I will surely be swept away
in absolute peace I will be
maybe I'm better off this...
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Silence

In the light
the fog recedes
this gentle grace
as it seems
the smell of dew
on the leaves
In gentle silence
nothing screams
I am one
an open sore
cut it out
I'll grow more
But all is gone
faint to see
this now gentle silence
has laid grace on me

Copyright: Hope Is Fragile
Written By Mike Greenrefused01@hotmail.com