Racheal Marie Bock
Star Of Life - Poem by Racheal Marie Bock
The star that surrounds me,
The star has gone away.
Can we look forward to seeing it again?
Is it death calling for me?
Is it light from up above.
No one knows except for me.
It's hope and laughter crashing me down into the street.
I need you.
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