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Dec 2012
white gulls from the sea,
to me they call,
one alone in the darkness;
a light shines and their hope is mine -
the hope they bore aloft.

out of the shadows i am come,
and forth into the twilight.
the night is gone and sun is warm
and air is pure once more.

renewed is strength in heart and bone
to carry on my journey home;
and journey on and on i shall,
and though feet may falter,
my heart will not.
Erica Sooter
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