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Shattered Sunrise
As I walk the cold, wet sands of life, a shimmering coin of hope creeps into the night sky on gossamer wings, But, Without you beside me to share my joys, my fears, without your loving embrace, without you to dry my tears, I see only a shattered sunrise. (c)1988 This poem may be found in the American Poetry Anthology, Volume VIII, Number 5, 1988, ISBN: 088147-065-1
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