Topic: LURKING FEAR
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Tue 10/07/14 08:20 PM
O’ what serves in a whirlwind,
That which doth holds us near?
To be a light, served inside the hallowed ground,
What durance deals us steep or deep?
What comfort serves us in our sleep?
To be a light, bright and fills lost souls with sure delight,
Hidden in this darkest of all dark nights.