Face To Face
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Sandra Feldman
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Who are you?
My spirit feels
Your presence,
Yet I see no face,
Nor coming grace
Nor soul of lace,
Yet, feelings race
And I think I know you
From some distant place,
Where Souls sometimes meet
As hearts beat, at a faster pace,
Coming together,
Even without ever,
Being, face to face.
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