the Peace keeper
I once held a dream in my handits warmth flowed through my vains
it inspired my tells
and guided my step
and made worth baring the pains
then one night the sky tumbled
and in fear for my life I let go
the dream that I heald then crumbled
and melted away like warm snow
I lost my step and my reason
I had nothing left to tell
and all of the warmth fled
until I was brittle and pale
but in the season of fresh start
a fire begins to burn
that grows inside my heart
and the warmth slowly returns
once more the stars are at rest
at last I breath a sigh of relief
for he now guides my step
and helps me to keep my peace
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