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Your voice…a rushing sound of many waters.

The calming of breezes.

The stillness of sound when the moon lights.

The beckoning of birds with the convincing of song.

Sunlit warmth all the day long.

I am remembering you…

and you…Peace, You have found me.

Never leave me again.

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