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Rated: E · Poetry · Religious · #609929
A poem about, well, religion.
Drifting

I'm drifting alone in a sea of fog,
I can see nothing,
Though I look about.
I'm drifting alone in a sea of fog.
I can hear nothing,
Though I scream and I shout,
I'm drifting alone in a sea of fog,
I can stop not,
For I have no home.
I'm drifting alone in a sea of fog.
I can share not,
For I am alone.
I'm drifting alone in a sea of fog.

But there is a light!
A light through the fog.
A beacon for the night,
Shining through the fog.
It will lead me home.
Brightly through the fog.
No longer will I roam!
Sparkling through the fog.
I will be happy, safe, and warm.
Flying through the fog.
There it stands covered in moss.
Dispelling all fog.
Not a light, but a cross!
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