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Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Fire child

Fire still burns
In a young heart
Beating, eternal drum
For your promises
Keep me going when I am in sorrow
Lost without hope
It's snowing outside
But warmth radiating from within, keeps me warm
Alive and free 
In a world of illusions
Where beauty in magazines
Is not as it seems
Retouched, artificial
The only truth is within ourselves
In the light of hope.

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