My Disclosure
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In wandering course I move on,
Carried only by the weakness of my aching heart,
I travel on,
Low is the moon,
As the sun approaches from its slumber,
I move on to darker meadows to rest my head,
Never feeling so fortunate,
I crawl to him and make my place as a sigh escapes,
Pressed against the folds of his waiting arms,
I dream of a place to call my own--
I dream of Home,
And so I sleep.
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| Date Added: |
November 19, 2004 |
| Added By: |
Daire |
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