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A life waits for me.
Where the talk isn’t gossip, music isn’t country,
And humor goes beyond the scatological
Love is made with word and touch
To allow a sharing of spirits.
Somewhere prayer is more than a wish in the night,
Waiting for more than an imagined response,
Somewhere Someone answers back to whisper I am not alone.
Deep Calls 