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Monday, July 09, 2007

RIPPLES

quietness of the serene
angel of mercy watch over me
guard me with your love
shining down on me from above
ripples in my soul
floating out of the window
into empty spaces
leaving behind no traces

© 2003 thomas bates

Posted by Thomas at 9:47 AM

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