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So
long I have waited
For
this, for all it seems
For
the life that I was given
Goodnight
my child, sweet dreams
I
looked upon that haven
When
settled my mind recoiled
Forever
the heavens faltered
Forever
the sky was spoiled
Of
any purpose or any longing
Where
we were, oh how we danced
To
the beating heart of Yahweh
For
the chance now;
For the chance
©
James Cross
Thursday, 6 March 2003