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Nov 2019
Shining light in front of me
                           Conscious thought comes to me
                               Precious gift of hair so fair
                            Wondrous heart does adore
                     A gift from my mother in front of me
                         With forgiveness she does adorn
                       Ebbing streams sounds and rejoyce
                               Summer day not far away
                             Conscious thought i do think
                              Not away with just a blink
                             Depth so far you cannot see
                            A gift from life in front of me
                             Summer day be here to stay
                           Precious gift from high above
                             Shining light in front of me
Written by
Chris Lucas  61/M/4355
(61/M/4355)   
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