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Oh, mind alienated in so many parts,
Taking me far back to my childhood diaries, -
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Feathered embrace to hold you near and dear
Away from the turmoil that stole your prime -
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It was the old year sixteen thirty-eight
When across our shimmering, hallowed sky -
She comes to her on pallid misted wings
Floating gracefully in dawn’s cobalt sky -
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Tangled in her yearning for freedom
Yesterday’s babe pushed against a warm breast -
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Chosen by God to bring you together
Trust in Him to guide you in His lessons -
“God grant me the serenity…” he said.
Gathering strength to face another day
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