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Jake


His suffering brings me pain

Even though we’re not the same

But even in the daylight

We have the same refrain

 

Struggling to find the words

That make the days seem okay

But in the end we still pay

For the reality we face today

 

We may be miles away and zones apart

I still pray everyday for the pain to depart

For his hair to grow back and his smile to return

For his voice to be strong and his mind to be heard

 

Till he stands once again with strength in his heart

And hope in his eyes to be something to start

 

When the cards all fall and the hand is revealed

I hope to God he will fully be healed 

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Seralee Dustyn

Poetry is something that I've always loved and had a talent for. In the past couple years I've been looking for somewhere to share my poetry, so here I am!

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