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All life, all understanding;
gift.

When you lean into wisdom,
you find her shoulder soft and warm.
She’ll have you as long as you
stay with her.

Her perfume is peace,
her touch candlelight,
her sense a river.

Hers is the only gaze
steady enough to see you
through.


She’ll hold you
as long as
you stay with her.

— The End —