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The Love Race

The Love Race

A place
Where all my cares
Seem to fly out the door  
Because I can raise my voice there
My grace.

In praise
Voices blend in
Like a choral dance
Upon keys and strings upholding 
God's grace.

Heart rate
Quickened by joy
Mirrored in percussion
Encircling all present as one
Love race.

By CarolineCécile
Copyright © 05/31/10

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Date: 6/11/2010 8:21:00 PM
so concise, so good!
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Date: 6/4/2010 10:17:00 PM
Having read your comment wrt this piece makes it even more special.. We all have the desire for peace and that feeling of harmony., with your poem one gets swept away to that place even if it is just for a while :) love WN
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Date: 6/1/2010 7:33:00 PM
Really enjoyed this well written poetry about a really interesting love race, also it flowed so smoothly have a great evening. :)
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Date: 6/1/2010 8:00:00 AM
No. It is because I get to sing on Sunday. I am in the choir. The music created by the voices and the music instruments is awesome and it is a special place I feel priviledged to be part of and it creates an atmosphere where everyone feels like one race, the love race. If the world would become that way, what a world it would be!
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Date: 6/1/2010 3:54:00 AM
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