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May 12
My prism sits in my hand
and if I raise it just enough
I see light in a whole new light.
But I kid myself, if I think
I've seen it all.

My bible sits in my hands
and if I open it often enough...
Stay humble.
Steve Page
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Steve Page  62/M/London, U.K.
(62/M/London, U.K.)   
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