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Nov 2012
Oh Lord you stir these embers
That have lain so long cold
Over a story of a unborn’s struggle
Far greater than my own

You have painted a smile
On a statue’s face
Whom believed was sculpted with a frown

God you have struck the match
You started the drop
I pray tonight
That the wind will stop
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Nathaniel R Horn
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Nathaniel R Horn  Indianapolis
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