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In This World

Posted on November 8, 2021 by William Wayne Smith

I don’t feel safe in this world, There is no place to rest here.The fading light is hiding the truth. I thought I knew why I came,but now I am far away.“Never give up” rings in my ears.I will conquer … Continue reading →

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A Wanderer

Posted on May 8, 2020 by William Wayne Smith

Think of me as a wanderer. I follow my own path through the world. Nothing there gives me a reason to fear. I always find a safe place to stand. Yet I can’t explain the thoughts that come. My mind … Continue reading →

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Happier

Posted on March 6, 2020 by William Wayne Smith

The world felt sad today. I couldn’t smile to anyone. Soon, I’ll be home. I’ll turn the key confidently. Once inside, I’ll feel safe again. I feel alone on days like this. I need to have joy to share. Although … Continue reading →

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The Coming Day

Posted on August 25, 2012 by William Wayne Smith

Glorious ecstasies await the coming day. Each of the people anticipated liberty. They wanted independence from all but self. Each attempt to progress was too slow. Waiting for justice was tiring. The poor wept bitterly alone. Why did the evil … Continue reading →

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