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Jun 2014
I am lost, without a clue,
I am sure, I lost track;
I am way beyond just blue,
I am wandering, in pitch black.

I am unsure of what I seek,
If seeking is what I am doing;
In darkness, so cold my cheeks,
The path forbidden is so much luring.

I turn, I see mist,
Again I turn, it’s all still a blur;
Different story, same gist,
How again did I end up here?

It used to be so clear,
It used to be so much light,
To my happiness nothing could come near,
But now darkness blinds my sight.

I have no one,
No one to hold my hand,
To guide me back to the sun,
Except You, O Lord, my God, my hope, my friend…
Richard B Sebastian
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