Precious

by Tyler   May 26, 2007


All is quiet-
now that I have,
carefully,
in my hands that which is-
precious,
to me ..

What I have here in my hands is far more-
precious,
than I, and I will do-
anything I can-
to keep it.

Who is afraid is gone,
What is safety is here-
and will-
continue to stay-
precious,
to me,
as long,
as I,
never let go--

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