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I’ll walk more closely to my Hope Especially during times when Light is severely desired. I write but I don’t provide what I create. I write to remind myself the Truth. Hopefully, others can hear it too. poetry collection To walk Stories of the past isn’t always pleasant But the necessity to refrain From repeating the same mistakes is there. You know it isn’t about lingering. There’s one Story which I revisit. Certainly, the truth isn’t far-off Can I deliver it through words Motivated by pure intentions? I want to walk in it With zealous feet. Old planet Its years aren’t young. The temporary tent Where sparrows are fed Where flowers are best dressed Shepherded by our Creator It’s a vessel of life It will continue to be The planet in which we live Oh, how it needs the hands which are ours. The map for the traveler   The One who painted the sky The One who picked its colors Knew my name even before I can travel He called me wonderful even...