I Was Writing Out My Soul Poem by Shalom Freedman

I Was Writing Out My Soul



And it helped me to be-
It helps me now-

My soul is small now
And I am writing it out-

God help me
Life is too much for me-
And I do not know how to deal with it all-

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Shalom Freedman

Shalom Freedman

Troy New York
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