The WHY: I really dont know what i was thinking when i wrote this..it kinda just came out.
The Power
Crisp frigid air beating the warmth of a mother;
Not breaking her stride;
Unable to deter her love.
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Poverty eating away the hope of a street boy;
A powerless effect on such will to rise.
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Deaths reality pushing a widow over the edge;
Failing at the removal of spiritual connection.
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The power of heart and soul is unimaginable
Sincerly,
Sarah Jessica
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