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Her Essence

her essence floated into a room gleefully knowing she would relate to the majority with super listening power she held them raptured here she is they thought not collectively but rather one at a time, feeling she was their own personal best therapist she was a maestro at giving each an individual audience going from one to another, acknowledging their feelings, honoring them with her attention. once gone, they realized what a gift she had been always urging them to take the high road to do the right thing, no matter who was there to see Some strived to be more like her, but most fell a little short for she had the essence of an angel and the listening power of a beloved puppy.

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Date: 12/5/2020 6:18:00 AM
The person you are writing about is indeed an angel. A perfect tribute. ~~
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 12/5/2020 2:10:00 PM
Thank you Victor. She is a combo of people I know.

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