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topcat -> warm... (4/3/2004 3:50:32 PM)
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In this world so far from whole,
in time coldness 'comes the norm.
But there are those who nurture their soul,
and more, over time, become warm.
All are taught the same lessons,
all are marked by the knife.
Some turn cold as Hessians,
some learn warmth and light.
I traveled in a distant land,
where none could speak my name.
Illuminated by a proffered hand,
I saw at once we were the same.
Sorrow falls from her fingers,
into the keys and away.
Returns as phosphor and lingers,
From those who feel the same way.
When they've discounted all you've done,
and mean to do you harm,
remember you're not the only one,
hang onto your heart, and stay warm.
Lawrence, 1995
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