As the heart beats,
Days get older,
Shoulders get colder;
It’s just what it is,
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Simple soul,
Servant of my destiny;
Watch my ways unfold
Like the curtains of royalty.
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Old traveler on the road
Whistling out in the blistering cold
Serving as a guide through the damp
Is the little mould of light on a lamp.
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Lonely in a garden of thoughts,
Missing spaces like queue of dots;
Measuring the length of my flaws,
Sobbing like a babe with no nurse.
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My world is my faith,
I hold it so true;
Explains to me the hate,
Turns my doubt to clue.
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Dawning earlier than sunrise
As at the waking of softest dues
Every moment formed before the eyes
Newness calm as the blues
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The sky like a stage,
Where many a play-
Has moments to stay
As a home to belong,
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“Few more strokes to shore”
But you said that before
And yet no sign of freedom;
I am but a woman,
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Trading with sight so dim,
Deceived there’s nothing to lose
Including the soul within-
Trapped to pay wild dues;
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Of course! No grudges
It is paradise, no orgies
That vacuum of grudge is filled-
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