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Jan 2017
There's a magical method,
In beckoning a smile.
Like when addressing a frightened,
And lonely, sweet child.

Cast away fear,
Make ourselves seem smaller.
Remove all the threats,
Show a little, they're taller.

In any situation,
Where joyous eyes become rare.
This mystical process,
Seems to come out of nowhere.

I don't recall being taught,
How to make such an address.
In lifting a heart,
While calming it's stress.
Rob K
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     Mysidian Bard, tm, --- and Rob K
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