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Thursday, July 24, 2014

Grace

Running Wilde
Heartbeats Calling
Something is telling me
To count now
Four, Five, Forty, Three
I’ve lost count
‘Tis a pity
How can I bare
To resist thee?
This visit must last
It can’t be a ruse
We must go into the light
Not into the darkness
Together
Is what counts
I feel as though
I am blessed
Amazed
With grace