Saturday, September 1, 2012

6 PM

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Near dusk on empty street
Strange woman whom no one can reach
Where will she find a place to sleep?
Or a heart that she can keep?

She had lost everything in her life
Faith is currently what left behind
She's ever looking for a seabed to dive
Wishing for a sparkling hope to find

The gray light of an afternoon
Rapidly fading into horizon
Her shadow curled deep into stone
Now she finds her way back home

(Bety, August 2012)

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