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all the precious moments gathered
so quick to slip thru my fingers
grains of sand too fine to capture
melting away as quickly as they come
through a looking glass reflected
outline traced in shadows hidden
no stranger to find each time
only myself gazing back at me
so in dreams we come to rest
ticking time sheds its relevance
smiling at our whispered secrets
as you sing your song to me
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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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