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I stand before a picture

It speaks a thousand words

I know these words inside me

Strike a chord when they are heard

I always stop and listen

To this simple part

I must never try to use my ears

But listen with my heart

And this is done in whispers

When a voice does speak

Its sweet and gentle timber

Like a hand upon a cheek

Although these phrases seem familiar

I confess to some degree

I choose to claim no credit

For originality

A Friend Along The Path

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