Wrote this a while ago when I was struggling. Sometimes we have to break down before we can be built up again. . .
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Without the Spoken Word my own words are worthless.
I wrote this many years ago during a period of mourning for a lost marriage that had proven to be only a faux love.
Eternal Light.
This poem was written when the steel cross was found and erected on zero ground of the World Trade Center.
my testimony
