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| Long Time Friend
Believing in something isn't easy... The world, For all its protestations otherwise, Seems to love to shatter families and friendships... A world without much heart...
If the original Eden spirit indeed still lives Somehow somewhere within our world - It's buried deep...
Something that makes sense of life again Is when you find eyes like these looking at you... Not decades later after a friendship has had plenty of time to grow... But in the very beginning when friends are just beginning to get to know each other... Because that spirit is God-given... And it shows... |
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The heart of hearts Knows its kindred forever... The fabric of the heart Never changes...
Many years have passed since I photographed her... She has a son now, nearly grown, And he has the heart of his mother... One day he will have children too, And they will have this heart, and so on....
And so it happens that heart such as this, Passes through eternity.... |
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