Find your way
Searching in the dark we find our way.
Reaching all around looking for the light.
Somewhere in the dark is a twinkle shinning bright.
Oh dear God thank you for this starry night.
Somehow those stars make everything alright.
Find your way
If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.
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Skin Deep | 2 | 12/14/2009 |
Find your way | 0 | 11/24/2009 |
To Dance | 0 | 11/05/2009 |
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