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Sitting by the pool reluctant
Thinking of the former days
Lis'ning for a voice familiar
As my spirit kneels to pray

Ever dark these midnight musings
Caught between sweet heaven and earth
Wishing it were my times' calling
For to grasp the second birth

Nothing in my wildest dreaming
Could for see reality
I'd not wish this pain unending
On my stolken enemy

Wishing life had no beginning
Serving to be-mourn the day
Haunting breath of angles' calling
Left with nothing more to say

By MissSharon

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