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May 9
You’re like a blinking light
That glimmers throughout the dead of the night
An unfamiliar sound that calls
Yet a soothing noise, like those of the great falls

I seek to wonder where you hide
Though countless men have tried before me
Many too; fallen a drift at sea
Maybe apart of living, is to live after you died

If you would have asked years ago
I would have joined you in any place
But now the world seems like an unfamiliar face
So, I continue on in the cold dusty snow

For if I was ever wrong to you
I hope you can understand
It takes much more than hope to raise a man
And I hope you find the strength to continue as we do

Someday, I may become you’re guiding light
One the glimmers through the dead of the night
Or an unfamiliar sound that calls
That’s as soothing as those of the Great Fall’s
Written by
Thomas Harvey  57/M
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