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Truth's Siren
Truth's siren is singing, life's message, its bringing. Beautiful, yet haunting. It calls, deep unto deep, piercing, it makes me weep! Its call, I can't refuse- I'd drown, yes, I would lose both the song and the word as if I'd never heard... I swim to embrace her- that lilting voice so pure, a balm to my sick soul, its melody, my cure. Tho' the night winds do howl, and things of the sea do prowl, somehow, I'm not afraid, to sleep on bed she's made that are not sinking sands for I rest in truth's hands.
LuvzGod 1/22/05
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