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    I know there’s light inside of me

    But I can feel the darkness lies just beneath

    Inches from the surface,

    Lying in wait for its chance to breach the gates

     

    I can feel the rage, the energy, the hate

    Do I have a choice in my destiny or is the path I walk my cursed fate.

    I have no other option but to hold my head up high and hope that I don’t have to wait until the end to see if the values I defend with all my life were not done so in strife.

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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