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Item: POEM |
| In shadows the night stalks my dreams At times I feel the earth moving I wonder the sand and start to sink A hazed feel haunts my every blink The clock will strike its last gong I will hope in tune my heart is wrong As far out on ocean an eye can peer My passing is one that I must fear For fright is not what tries my soul But to miss on what I have yet to hold A comfort from anothers life The one I've let to ease my strife A shape to form in my smile Once the hours come I'll share that mile |