Joanna Hamilton Biography

The whistle blowing in the night
The cargo whispers silently
Death closing in around them
Freedom growing nearer
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When my life has ended,
Remember my promise to stay with you always
For your life will just begin
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There are no words for this
this aching, groaning, growling, moaning
feeling inside
like everything is frozen solid
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I want to be remembered
Long after I’m gone
Not as a student
A philosopher, or a writer…
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You thought you could keep me here,
hold me back,
but you're wrong.
I’m gone,
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