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Tuesday, April 17, 2012

All It Means To Me - A Poem by Moe

Songbirds have the night
Clearing up my sight
To see the great called You

Strings of light are filled
With stories all but tilled
In ground that makes it's way

And I rest on her cloud
Taking on her shroud
For all it means to me

~Moses

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