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Dec 2014
Whispering soft sweet nothings in the wind
I walk silently in the pale moon light
The frost of cold earth beneath my feet
Walking this trail softly looking up in to the stars
My heart beats slow and steady
A cool wind rolling up my back
Where is the world that once was
When did it all go so dark
Sitting on a rock
I look to the horizon for breaking light
Waiting for the day the light returns to my life
Or the day the dark that binds me doesn't feel so cold
Ranger
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Ranger  In the Dark
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