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Nov 2010
she breathes deep with her eyes closed
not a moment goes by when shes feels alone
you know where shes gets it shes living proof

It's not where but whom and the presence in the room
the spirit within always vulnerable but true
giving life to meaninglessness and hope to the weak

she tries with all her heart to ease the pain of the sick
always compassionate and ready for whatever may hit
giving herself so selflessly always considering how they came to be

we all are born in this world for what I call fate
its only a matter of being able to relate
draw near your hearts and you will surely find

we are nothing without our spirit and the power of the mind
its not about making another insecure
or oneupping to find fault or that which is impure

But rather the beauty and richness we all can endure
So next time you're sick hopefully she'll be there
to lighten your heart and help people everywhere
Written by
Ruthie
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