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Apr 2020
Silently He watches
Always from a distance
Things turn slowly
Within His favour
His hand remains
Withdrawn for now
His smile on his face
Reveals its near the time
He bates his breath
Things are almost too good
Darkness enclose him
From where he has stood
Theres a time,
So its written
For Life to unfold
What were prophesised from old
Must be brought to the true
And he silently watches
As a tear leaves his eye
Its within darkness he longs
For the Light lost inside....
Frederick le Roux
Written by
Frederick le Roux  M/south africa
(M/south africa)   
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