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I Can Sense You
Felt to be denied, Left alone,
All alone, on a haunted isle,
No familiar face or a heard voice
No hand to hold or pal to rejoice
Dark very dark the evening arrived
No source of light, no laugh no delight
No warmth of arms, No hope of happy plight
Sensed from a far off land
A warm friendly stretched hand
Asking to hold, feel bold
Warm in the bitter cold
Offering wings to wrap around
An angel from a far off land…
Jahan Zaib 02/12/2012
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