Perfect Circles
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Jim Yerman
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When we toss a stone into a quiet lake...perfect circles flow
Spreading out from that one act...they grow...and grow...and grow.
Which makes me wonder...
If we hug another person...be they stranger...friend...or foe
From that one perfect circle...where will the ripples go?
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