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My Sanctuary
Not angry just sad
It wasn't even bad
Lost years of which I have no control
My words will alter
The light diminishes for now
Holding out for one more touch
Not wanting to be impecunious
My wealth is my own fortune
Tears held back from prying eyes
Thoughts kept private
My mood unknown
My poetry sanctuary for my mind and heart
It wasn't even bad
Lost years of which I have no control
My words will alter
The light diminishes for now
Holding out for one more touch
Not wanting to be impecunious
My wealth is my own fortune
Tears held back from prying eyes
Thoughts kept private
My mood unknown
My poetry sanctuary for my mind and heart
Published 8th May 2017
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