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craggy cliffs rising from a misty seaThere is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are messengers of overwhelming grief...and unspeakable love.

Pathways - Helen Steiner Rice

Memory builds a little pathway
That goes winding through my heart.
It's a lovely, quiet, gentle trail
From other things apart;

I only meet when traveling there
The folks I like the best
For this road I call remembrance
Is hidden from the rest;

But I hope I'll always find you
In my memory rendezvous
For I keep this little secret place
To meet with folks like you.


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