I feel,
Trapped within a deep dark cave
Wondering how I got here
Why is there a rope tied around my waist?
Did someone or something bring me here?
I turn to the left then to the right
There is darkness
My feet are sunk within very wet clay
The more I struggle the deeper I go
I hear a very quiet voice
So I need to stop struggling
And listen to that quiet voice
The voice says
Look up and give me your hand
I will save you
Richard H. Baldwin 8/16/2015

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