poem 81
"searching for a feeling
I've never felt before
something that's pure ecstasy
something even more
something pure
something sound
it's a feeling
that must be found
through constant search
through open living
through loving lips
through service and giving
this feeling can't be duplicated
it's unique
it's found in quiet places
found within the meek
it's peace
mixed with joy
available for everyone
every girl and boy."
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