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Serenity
A smile,
etched within a memory;
baritone caresses upon
a mindful ear.
Rapt attention given;
on every whim, breath hangs.
Those words. Those most precious
words of all the tongues of man,
when whispered down the line
electrify the soul;
all is not for naught,
but for them it is done.
It is all done, whatever is required.
Willing debt in acquiring self;
debt that gives in giving,
for giving in is beauty
and in beauty is peace.
and in peace,
I smile.
S. Nycole Bridle 11/02/2004
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i appreciate short peices that provoke much thought-
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