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Three Outs
The secret watercolors; where have you been,
Heal the hearts; generating no more sin,
Reverse the hearts; let the adoration in.
Examine the eyes; appearing gradually thin.
Each day, she gazes outwardly, searching to begin.
Our hearts are the same; beating with love contained.
Universal love, shall dispel isolation, they retained.
Three outs, another one comes to swing in a game.
Strike out the isolation, for we are all the same.
poem
by
Cecil Hickman
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