My Gifts

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I am crystal water

To Slake your unquenchable thirst

I am needful bread

Pleasuring your hunger

My gifts – joyousness and light

For your mortal soul

Follow along, walk where I walk

Fireflies like little stars

Bright against the dusk

Lightning the way

You do not come,  and I wait

Watching the moon

Slowly dissolve into dawn

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Not much to tell, antisocial, bipolar, loner, poet. That's me in 4 word's.

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