Close your eyes for just a moment.
Raise your head from kneeling low.
Watch the stars glide by slow.
Hold your arms close to your chest.
Tears down your face as you protest.
Pain deeper than a canyon at your center.
Dreams frozen in place like ice in winter.
Despair like a rapid pulls you under.
Alone in a wasteland left to wander.
Falling from a mountain's heights.
Broken from survival's fights.
Open your eyes from this feeling,
And you know now why I'm kneeling.
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- Where there respect thus there Star Bucks., Raymond Sawyer
- 84 and couldn't speak English, Cyndi K. Gacosta
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