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Joy Is
Joy is,
Remembering,
The escape from the depths of degradation.
Joy is,
Remembering,
The little things that encourage.
Joy is,
Remembering,
The big things that have not escaped.
Joy is,
Remembering,
The days that will last in memory.
Joy is,
Remembering,
The nights of rest.
I leave you praying, and I love you. Estella (1982)
January 5,1996.
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