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Oct 2013
Spinning in circles.
Which way should I choose?
Will the things of real value
be things that I lose?

The duplicitous mind,
while desiring the prize,
fears the door I unlock
will be death in disguise.

My heart is misleading
and fickle tonight.
To have patience to finish
and follow the light!

But each step holds a consequence,
I know that well -
Let not my steps
lead another to hell.

A great call before me.
The Book in my hand.
The light from it’s pages,
Your guiding command.

My mind is no guide Lord,
my heart – not the key.
Only light from your wisdom
illuminates me.
Jane Clark
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Jane Clark  Virginia, USA.
(Virginia, USA.)   
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