Deepest Fulfillment.
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Sandra Feldman
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We let our thoughts
Glide,
In vague deserts
Of the unknown,
Searching, searching
Always, searching
For our true home,
Little do we
Realize,
That Love is
The only bit
Of Paradise
That if found,
Can enrich,
Our otherwise
Forgotten and sad
Lives.
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