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| Scattered soul |
Scattered soul, I ached for you.
I wonder how dark is your heart, how low do you travel?
You go so deep in the dark, you are tangled in a web or crawling in a snake pit....
In the past I handed you a life line: my hand ... you didn't hold on to it!
As you were drowning in your demons, you almost drowned me with you.
My compassion took over me by surprise and I handed you a golden thread as a life line for your spirit and soul...
Thank you Lord for lighting my path and let me stop.
May 1993
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