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Cling fast, hold hard. Anchored, you last and believe, the truth revealed in one star. But it's too far to get there from here. Still stretching, grasping, holding firm to terra, you last and conceive, the fading truth is concealed, separates from where we are. Rest comes for the weary, dreaming amid the stars. Rooted deep in your rock, you last and retrieve, the truth is revealed. A new dawn, returning, nearing and still burning with love. Believing in earth's promise you soar closer to Him above. Newly edited. Thanks for all the support! Still giving thought to one more change. This poem is part of a poetry collection available to ebook readers at the link below:
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