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Feb 2011
Keep me in your bastion
until I dream of home.
Twist me into lover’s knots,
till flesh rips from the bone.
Close me in the pages
for all I must atone.
Lodge me on this winter night,
I’ve come from places unknown.
Lock me in you golden heart,
least I once again be allowed to roam.
I beg you, to keep me in your heart,
just don’t leave me alone.
Written by
Paul Glottaman
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