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Your Finest Hour
(Poetry)
27-07-2008
by Brayden Krell
Your Finest Hour
Brayden Krell
He walks alone, down narrow paths
Not knowing where his steps will lead him
Stirring emotions inside him, both joy and wrath
Every blind step makes him ask whether he’ll sink or swim
He says, “God help me...
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