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The Worst Enemy...
you were behind me and
i looked back at you
you evaded me like we were
two ships in an inevitable
collision.
I am not afraid.
Got no lighthouse or
Port to land this small ship.
You have a continent
Scattered islands
You own lighthouses
Fierce lights and
Friend of the storms.
I am never afraid of you.
I have nothing to lose.
You walk ahead of me
And i hear your laughter.
You are the tower
Her God, and she is my wife.
I am still not afraid at you
I can look at you direct to the eye.
Soon you will die.
That is His promise.
poem
by
Ric S. Bastasa
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