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Feb 2012
In my darkest hour
you were my sliver of sun
the promise resting
on lips of the horizon

In my chaos
you were my peace
the cave to shelter me
from the storm

In my sorrow
you were the whisper of joy
floating the breeze
that is my life

In my uncertainty
you are my absolute truth
the foundation of
my reality
Written by
Harly Rowe
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