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Apr 2015
Here, as I stand lost in a sea,
in a world that looks like a storm to me.
I hold it in. Way down deep,
next to my breath, there's a secret
I hide, a secret I keep!

I wonder how the absence of sight could be
when my life is surrounded by so many
that love me?

To me they come for whatever they need.
Not knowing true love is all I please!

My name Munga, they all made for me.
"Munga, you're a goddess, you're a dream!
Munga, Munga!" They scream!

They come for a drink and a smile.
They come to dance for quite a while.

And yet, somehow it's true!
My secret hasn't been found.
I am loveless and I am loveless bound!
I've lost my only life! I've lost my only crown!

Warm blankets and a bed so big I once
called my own.
A copper sink and time was something
never felt alone!

Each day I wake up and pray,Β Β 
as I wipe my tears, I look up and I say,
"Just one to call my own.
One who comes to me and calls
my heart, his only home!"

So, you see.
I stand in the middle of a storm
you would never believe was me!
I stand alone in the middle of,
"How many shots do you please?"
Kerrie Sursely
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