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in the quiet behind my eyes
my fingertips trace in darkness
laugh lines gently creasing across
a smile warmly greets my touch
upon my fingertips a gentle kiss
bated breath softly blows across
even in darkness my fingers know
the face of that whom is loved
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Sometimes life doesn't roll just the way you like
so youre left rolling with the stars
until there's a meeting of the ways
to find their miraculous way home.
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Calling from deep in the heart, from where the eyes can't see and the ears can't hear, from where the mountain trails end and only love can go... ~~~ Three Rivers Hare Krishna
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