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It can't be hidden in your pocket, Say hi! The helmet won't hide glance, You will not reach the stars with rocket of wealthy man; there is no chance. But it's so good to hear in being that someone says to you just hi! While water's running, cane is dreaming, when you drink tea with morning pie. When you are sad, and red September or sunny August knocks in door, There's only one thing you'll remember, I'm saying hi and nothing more.

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Date: 3/9/2019 12:24:00 PM
From Panagiota in California I like this Poem a lot. I love hearing people say hi. It's wonderful. Thank you. Panagiota,
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