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Oct 2011
come to me, silently,
    during the night
speak my name, softly
    pretend it's all right
go to the fountain
    wish for insight
depend upon constancy
    keep a hold tight
tomorrow find trauma
    let your spirit take flight
come to me, lonely
a surrender outright
    trust in your nature
*now just turn out the light.
John Mahoney
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John Mahoney
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