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he spoke

in vague mannerisms

his eyes

verbal combatants

memorizing promises

his very heart made to his own soul

hope lost its will to be

the moment time laid down

to sleep with the angry silences

there are indescribable beginnings

where others believe the end must be

its lack of faith on their part

that allows fear

to dance

without even the accompaniment of

music

ah, but 'True Spiritual Waltzes'

they require much eloquence

a very large, hard to see loop hole

for non believers...............

(written Feb. 25, 2002 645am)