Drifting away, drifting alone
Swaying here to and fro
Beautiful stars, beautiful heights
Far away from the city lights
Here I am safe, here I am warm
Here I'm far away from all harm
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Epiphany
Poetry"Are you calling me a sinner?" Please don't use poems without permission. Ranked #174 in Poetry 061218 Images not marked do not belong to author.
