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Oct 2015
The ground crumbles beneath my feet, the shaking of my hands,
My tent was secure, without alarm, but now an avalanche;

My day has turned to an eclipsed sun, my radiance diffused,
my glory has grown wings and flown away, my mind becomes confused;

If this is how you feel, you are not alone, a friend to sorrow, a stranger to friends,
Travelling through a dark valley full of dead mans bones, a journey without an end,

But I found hope, yes even I, who was counted as refuse for the earth,
My glory returned, my wounds healed, I received a second birth;

Within the tranquility of every mans existence, An avalanche will come,
Sudden terror, pain and betrayal, and how will you overcome?

My dear friend, heed my words, you cannot walk alone,
But do as i do, and cry out to God and your avalanche will be gone.
#hope in the midst of despair#
Lemuel Davy
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   Sanjukta Nag
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