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Thank you's are like candy as a meal:
However much I give would not suffice.
After all your listening and sharing,
Nothing that I say strikes me as real,
Knowing the full measure of your caring.
Yet thank you I must, for lack of more precise
Or fitting words, the like would my lips seal,
Undo my thoughts and drown my heart in feeling.
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Nicholas Gordon
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