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Saint

Have you,of late,seen and met a saint, you must have seen a many, but met a few, and you must have known but one or two, what did you get out of them, if you were good enough to be perceptive, you must have got really some, look at their face, and you have their thoughts, their eyes have the power, to convey and ready your layers, they perceive yours conflicts, in a jiffy, and resolve them with their clarity, as if they were not there at all, yo come out of there, where they sat, as if cleansed and condensed, your only trouble is that, you get dirty soon enough thereafter, and look forward to search another saint.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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