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Jul 2013
I am not sure what it is I believe in
God,
people,
especially those that I love,
science is there,
God isn't always,
half and half on myself.
I don't know.
But the love of people is always there.
Moments, I get terribly down
people always pull me out
people always lend me a smile
their prayers, even if they are different from my own.
And I will lend them a 'God Bless'
or other happy tidings,
what they want, what they need
A Christian?
No, not a Christian,
but the words still hold so much weight
that I do not use them lightly.
Thank you
thank you so much.
I cry at how much strangers care for me
and how much some of my friends seem not to sometimes.
It really means more than I can describe in a single poem
or a thousand.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Christine Eglantine
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Christine Eglantine  Pittsburgh
(Pittsburgh)   
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