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arduous task |
| Will words come? Weave themselves Like threads of ivy-spring? Commence. A solemn answer, Give your best. Cast eyes Upward, Downward. Begging in Dramatic Silence. Inward aspect Searching Flick-flick-flickers Of vague Heres-and-theres. Blinking, reaching -- Ah! Something ... Something At last! There it is! I see it, too! In those baby eyes. Follow the steps - Outdo yourself. A kiss for Good Luck. Our Stories, Our Amens. |