Child of peace, are you there?under the stairslistening, waiting for safety to arriveshivering under…
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A poem
There it stood — rising above, winding north, covered by a thick layer of January snow.
I stood across my destined pathFearing what will come in the way.I prayed to God to…
It might be your shyness, or it might be your power! Ever thought there was a guarding…