Thousands of miles I walked
Burnt are my feet
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Dreamless is my sleep the voices of generations past are haunting my ears Now my soul I put to rest My Creator is awaiting..........so touching and impressive. A beautiful poem nicely shared.
excellent expression- Now my soul I put to rest My Creator is awaiting for me /// Here I am for GOD or for me GOD is waiting!
Wonderful comment, thank you