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Monday, November 28, 2011

GRACE

Your eyes, soft with love
with Innocence
the Promise of Childhood
timidly ventures out
a glimpse, a glimmer
the Soul's shy smile
Nurtured by a gentle hand
sparkles and shines
A Light, a Life reborn
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