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Mar 2013
Am
My Passion
Rays through me
Like the spurts
Of a Sun
And it was not that I am
It is that I was
And I can be again
With quite patience
And reason
Meditation
And ground
Bare feet on a door step
I was there.
Lucy
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Lucy
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