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by Deborah Richards

Friday, December 12, 2003

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i know this will pass

on this day i for got laughter, and the smile that creased my lip's fell short, i saw the innocent weak, i saw there eye's full of suffering, and i cringed,

i cringed for the smile that was not, for the joy of a giggle, for the twinkle that made my day,

i heard cries that filled the room, and a moment of pain that could not be taken away, it was a day gone bad,

i held a hand that fit in my many time's over, and close to me was the lung's of a haultering breath, that existed to fight,

my world crashed around for, for the eye's, heart, love, and hope, was shaken, i saw innocent's looking and wondering way, and parent's trying to hold on, i saw faces of grief standing before me,

and it was then that i saw a hurt, pain, and question's, that did not claim a specific race, religion, or name, pretence of prejudice was not it's claim,

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