Margaret Smith Biography

Living on a silver planet,
Dreaming in greens and blues,
Sprawling on a violet pillow,
His black and white world is gone, vanished in the myriad of hues.
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I’ve jumped fences, I’ve climbed walls
I’ve had helping hands and hands that let me fall,
And through it all,
I’ve heard your voice calling my name.
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Come sit for a while
Come put a smile back on my face,
Because I just can't keep up with this pace.
Come hold me close
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It’s a cloudy night
Pure darkness, no light
Nobody in sight
What am I to do?
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He did mighty things
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