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Miria Johnson

Abstract

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Miria Johnson

Abstract

Hope in Divine

Hope in Divine

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Fearless I stood in night

The waves cried around me

I laughed, I thought

They were teasing me. 


Morrow's not pleasing

A pitch dark hope blazing

Thoughts of turbulence

In that darkest disturbance


Deserts still growing

Prickly pear dancing

Will you come soon? 

This hope longs for you


Need the liberty

Where the victory

With loyalty undivided

This love in patience. 


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