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Welcome Home by Maria Terezia FerenczI was whispering to God
of my sadness
this feeling of nothing
I am suffering
I cried
he laughed
YOU
COME TO ME
and complain?
Ha!
For hundreds of years
I have watched
sighed
cried
bellowed
moaned
screamed
shouted
begged
TO NO AVAIL
NONE OF YOU
EVER HEAR ME
now you come to me?
he whispered back to me
welcome home 11/22/2006
Author's Note: heh heh heh
Posted on 11/23/2006 Copyright © 2026 Maria Terezia Ferencz
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