Aside

Life…hope.


Who i can be free as i had never been
free from lost
why had i let them hold my free so long and again
i was out and away
i had been
free from another lost
sailing over the dream in a bout hope
floating in the pale past
i had been
free from another lost
very near the tears now
very near the great peace and dew
i had voice passed
i had been
free from another lost
like the whisper in trees
under the hush of rain
the shadow which we call
life…hope.

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