Wake-Up Slap and Accompianing HopeA Poem by Austin
Nightmares haunted me.
They invaded my daydream. But after receiving a wake-up slap I've been touched by a sunbeam. A new hope has woken up and spread out from within. And to think, I had thought such silly things back then. © 2011 Austin |
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Added on May 12, 2011 Last Updated on May 12, 2011 Author
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