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Mar 30
I stirred with tired arms,
Knowing my life would burn
If I dared leave it unattended.
I did not see the loving arm
Covering mine, ready
To take over so I could take
A break and enjoy all that
He had gifted me.
Written by
Sia Harms
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       Nemesis, ---, Mary Huxley, Mande Thul and Sia Harms
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