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Across the surface of the smooth River
I skip stones, my favorite pastime.
They kiss, several kisses on her cheek
Hastily as they march forward
They then are no more!
Not stones she gives me back
But lovely ripples as I wonder
No more ‘I’ and am totally lost in the Effect.
Happiness and curiosity arise.
Makes wonders, spreads love
Neglects nothing that comes in and embraces all
As she goes down
More ripples in others I decide to make
As long as love gives me might.
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