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The Rock

Have you ever cried to the Rock
From the shock
Of unspeakable loss
Numb from the pain
The soul had no choice but to frost
To survive the holocaust
Such innocence lost
What a sacrifice
But that was the cost
To feel your Presence close
For under Purple Skies
I found you in a Rock
And I became a River
Pouring out my soul to you
A meer rock to the eyes
But so much more to my soul
For when my world turned hues
Of indigo blues
No one but the Rock
Could I cling
While I search the sky
For answers hidden in the hues
Of sky views

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Meek purple flower Blessed by Sun and Rain shower Now has Star power

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