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This Joy Stands Testament to what my Heart Feels,

To the Simple Truth that makes my Senses Reel,

Tumbling Over in the Stirring Calm,

Living Quietly as Treasured Balm,

Soft in the Silence its Voice is Heard

Speaking the Priceless, Unspoken Word;

The Word I can neither Deny nor Refute,

That Whispers from the Stillness of my Heart,

Though Mute.


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