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Goddess Of Unsung Love
9 March, 2006
Author: Miztrebor

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The Tempest passed by this morning,
These grey skies are clearing today.
It seems to me that you'll be here,
Always in some way.

Thank you for comfort,
Thank you for an ear,
And your shoulder to cry upon.

A sun in open air,
Smiling down,
Throught the parting clouds.

You lifted my heart,
From the depths of a broken soul.
Putting together the pieces,
Which fell to the floor.
I know for sure,
That you'll always have
An opened door.

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