Heart Lore 

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Which are the important words
The ones we want made clear
Whose sentiment we underscore
Whose truths we need to hear

It’s key that they not remain words
But values we live out
Let us let them color us 
And show what we’re about

Boston Block

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The walk upstairs to the house of old
Revealed
A welcome sensation
For an instant I longed
To receive its four pillars -columns standing true, proud
As my own
The chipped whitewash there and warped, seeded glass panes
Endeared me more, if possible
Than the western orientation, southern gardens and Boston Block
My four-legged friend thought to stay
At last!
But inside, too-small appointments 

Dare the Door

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I will sit all day
With my back to your door
Not caring if I’m surprised
I’ll watch most boldly
With kindness and dare
That your gaze would find my eyes 

Should you choose to hear
The voice in your head
That tells you to seek my frame
I’ll step to your side
Let others walk by
The world will not be the same 

Found Lost

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This water 
Why has no one before written warnings
Charted out the crevices filled with lore of the depths
As if we we born old-soul seafarers
As if
We should walk on water together
A little