Yorktown Disciple
Quatrain of Lost Trust




Lost Trust - may be a good thing





When I was born I quickly lost
a bundle of trust, everywhere
I turned I found
evil,


I burned my hand on a hot
plate, was stung by a
bee in a world of
upheaval.


It seemed the more I avoided
others from coming into
my life, the safer I
felt,


Sometimes trust is not what I
need, I am better off staying
coy and let trust
melt.

Yorktown Disciple
Order # 8829

Quatrain of Lost Trust - 8829 - Yorktown Disciple
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