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By John I. Blair

If there is dark at your world’s rim
I want to be a point of light,
An anchor in the shifting sand,
A warm spot you can count upon
In this grim, grand human space.
For faith brings no assurance;
Right now, in present time and place,
We also must believe in friends.
So know that I am here for you
If you have need; and there shall be
No deed to merit it, for this I do
To earn my own existence.

©2002 John I. Blair  

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