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Sep 2013
there are the moments,
the F times,
far, few, fleeting...
fine.

when words do not fail,
but are not needed.
when the present provides presents,
preview glimpses of intertwined
futures.

when the children laugh and share,
the babies giggle out loudly because
the simple joy of being alive is
fascinating.

overused, even abused, I select
le bon mot, au courant
as all mine, reserved,
this singular time, preserved,
a summary word defining,
fantastic.
Nat Lipstadt
Written by
Nat Lipstadt  M/nyc
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