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so alike and yet still not the same
light fills one so darkness hides
a glance of illusion hints of a fit
that all too soon really is a miss
pieces left instead to play a game
in which another found not the same
a bridge to make across the space
and pieces changed to something new
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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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