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Mar 2013
I was alone
Before you found me
I saw no good
I was a cynic
A hatred of love burned in me
I was of the shunned
I saw no one to love
And no saw me to love
I trudged on
As the terrain grew more desolate
As deserts and mountains of ice closed me in
As I gave up
I was rescued
From darkness
I was rescued by the light
My cynicism
Replaced by optimism
My longing
Found love
Found you
From my Colin
Enya Costa
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Enya Costa  United States
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