TITLE: A Shining Light By MIRIAM JACOB 02/23/06 |
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A shining light
Beckons to me,
Let me go......
Let me ascend the heights
And see the glorious morn.
I see a field,
A rich harvest's yield,
Let me go......
I see mountains
With thatched huts
And burning fires.
Village children
Beckon to me,
Their beautiful eyes
Burning
With intense longing,
Let me go......
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