I made a prayer for new year,
I made a dream for the spring,
That you would come and make me whole,
That you would fill my heart again,
Only time will tell if this is to be,
Will God let you come to me.
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I hold my head high,
I keep my hope free,
One day you will come along
And sit beside me.
Author: The Pesky Poet
Never assume that you are no good at what you love as if you love it enough you will make it better. Take that form a dyslexic who was told they would never be able to write with any quality.
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