Don’t Make a Sound
Nothing but dead silence in the air, as you hear the whispers of the wind wrestling in the air. What do I do? The words echoing through silence of the hallways and stillness of…
Nothing but dead silence in the air, as you hear the whispers of the wind wrestling in the air. What do I do? The words echoing through silence of the hallways and stillness of…
A poem of salvation, assurance and faith That is buried deep in the sand a set of footprints Told of endless story of courage and faith Being carried across this land with knowledge of…
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