In the wild there is a place for me,
To collect my thoughts,
I feel I am free.
Where I am aware and become more alert,
Of the pain and sorrow the God I have hurt.
It is then I do not feel alone,
I feel God's love,
I feel i'm home!
I wrote this poem in 9th grade in my English class. I wrote otheres as well, but this is the only one that I have ever kept so close to me.
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