ENIGMA

WHEN MY THOUGHT GETS STUCK-

AND I CANNOT HEAR; PLEASE DRAW ME NEAR

WHEN MY YET OPENED EYES STILL CAN"T SEE; PLEASE BE SIGHT FOR ME

AND WHEN I"M CLEARLY ATTEMPTING TO GO THE WRONG WAY----

GUIDE ME TO JUST ONE OF THE REASONS I WANT TO STAY

This poem is about: 
Me

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