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Reaching

Reaching On the tip of my toes Deep from my soul I am reaching Though some don’t know I feel your hands hold mine My feet leave the ground As You lift me The earth that sometimes Burns And sometimes Cools No longer touches me When I, In Your tight grasp No longer touch it…

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Vision

Born blind Living in darkness What is real Is a mist Lasting only a moment What I know Is gone and then Forgotten Meaning is elusive Grasping at the breeze My hands are empty Frustrating and futile is Who I am and What I do Not important Reaching to touch Hoping to know Everything that…

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