Inside Outside VIII

Inside my soul, the
Wind flies free. But outside my
Door, the wind is fierce.

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Inside Outside VII

Inside my soul, the
Darkness lies and twists and warps
Ev’ry thing I know.

Inside my soul, the
Darkness slowly tightens its
Deadly, vice-like grip.

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Home

Oh, give me a home
Where the paint doesn’t run,
Where good cheer and fun
Last all the day!

Where seldom is heard
A complaining word
And the primer dries
Faster than clay!

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