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May 2015
I felt something I never felt before
Was I dreaming or could it be a guiding light?
There I longed to be comforted some more
Rescued by the haziness of the night

It was once dark in here
Only a shimmer of the moon
Not much is really clear
The fog isn't lifting too soon

I cry out to the heavens
I get no response
I feel cold again
I feel lost

Then you appear in my life
Showing me which way I should go
I should call you an angel by this time
But there are many things I don't know

Are you a guiding light
Waiting right by my side
I turn and look into your eyes
Comforted is what I find

The darkness has no power
You caress my hand
Life is no longer sour
You let me understand

The direction I was going wasn't right
You was there to show me love
I will forever remember your insight
Your touch was soft as a dove
#friendship #love #dove
james arthur powell
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james arthur powell  44/M/Dubois, Pa
(44/M/Dubois, Pa)   
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