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Musing 13
Musing 13

Shadow Tears

Soft face drawn down with fear
Glistening light on her cheek
Her pride deceived by the
Sight of a single tear
Facing the unknown
Dark shadows cross her path
She trembles with fright
In her voice a tremble is the tone
Hope is her light
Her steps show courage
The past is the present
The future her fight
And so it is she has a new start
She stands not alone
I will catch her tear
And hold it with my heart






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