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Aug 2014
My eyes are at rest
lashes twinkling
with unwashed diamonds
I can cry now
I have a bed of hope
for which my tears may lay
arms wider than life
for which my fears can play
Pain has no home here
I can float astray
the sweet scent of peace
lifting me away
You are my river
and I, your waves
Together we shall float away
Priya Patel
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Priya Patel  Texas
(Texas)   
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