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Father's Day

When the crushing dark ice was enclosing

And the horizon a terrible sight.

Who spoke the warm words, to comfort me at night?

 

When isolation became overwhelming

And there was nowhere left to hide. 

How silent were the voices, that could have asked me inside?

 

When so desperate was desperation

And faith withering dry on the vine.

How closed were the arms, that could ...

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