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By wordley Date: 2002 Aug 19 Comment on this Work [[2002.08.19.12.32.10062]] |
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Of love...that which binds us together or, if so enabled, can tear us apart.... I know little... Of life....those continuous moments that drip from the fawcett of time.... I know more... Of pride....that warm glow of success, or that stupid cause of sadness... I know well... Of humility...to give when nothing is asked, to listen when nothing is said... I am learning... Of healing....to mend a broken spirit, to ease a broken heart... I can now do.......Forgive me??..... |