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I dug back in some very ancient archives for this short poem. This is from a collection of poems written in '75 & '76 This unpublished collection of work was titled "Eighteen and Nineteen". Sometimes I like looking back at these writings, seeing not only how I've grown as an individual, but how my writing has developed. I come to You when I have nowhere else to turn, when everyone has left me alone. When all my friends have wandered new courses and I struggle with old loves. Do You ever grow tired of these moments, when I arrive at Your doorstep with a sack full of sins. copyright 1976 - Donald P James Jr https://www.amazon.com/stores/Donald-P.-James-Jr./author