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Jan 2016
we cling
by any means
to our beliefs
the seen and unseen
hold onto the dream

not letting go
of what we know
tossed to and fro
when the sea takes the boat
in life's highs and lows

we cling
to what sets us free
in word and in deed
as it forces the need
to that which we cling
Mike Hauser
Written by
Mike Hauser  Sunny Florida
(Sunny Florida)   
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