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The feel of strong heavy paperThick and blank textured bone
Patiently waiting for a pen
To trace its bold meaning
Or for paints to color a sheet
Splashed by some other soul
A truth drawn from eternity
Where essence can arise
Bright as a winter sun
Lighter than weightless -
Smoke from red embers
Dreams that revisit us
To captain blind footsteps
That climb onto our dreams
And play the music we follow
Through the silences of life
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