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Thursday, December 23, 2021
Bespoken
You have spoken
“best beloved”
My soul’s desire,
My heart, my dove.
My Sequoia
My deeply rooted one
A wise acre,
Acorn of the Father’s eye.
You are laughter on the waters
You are riding on the wind
You are incomparable and spotless
And you are My friend.
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