Dark Mother, watch over my light
At crossroads where the past and future twine so tight.
Heal the wounds, the fear, sorrow, and the grief
Lend me thy power, as I seal my pain in my belief
When times are hard, to bear that burden, how I can?
I only have to do what’s to be done.
(aripidenoapte)
aripidenoapte 
So I almost hate to say nice things, but I like this, and I have to wonder how it is your English is so good?
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