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Gospel
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| Oh, kindred spirit |
| where do you hide? |
| Sitting by the river |
| pencil in hand |
| you cry to the paper. |
| The water hears your hurt |
| as the wind carries it to me. |
| The suffocating mist hides you. |
| Trapped in the jungle |
| I know you are alone, afraid. |
| Tears of frustration drip from my face. |
| I can't get to you. |
| Are you the one who controls the mist? |
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Written By Cat
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Submitted: 11-3-99
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