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Be Happy
The Angel Saint of Best Friends
The one we knew
She struggles to be heard
Amidst torn sinew
Just two words
A blessing in fact… for you
But there’s a devil at the door now
The one of pain and of sorrow
Of loneliness and despair
And he threatens t’morrow
So the words must go unspoken
Cast down… amongst hearts hard broken
The belief held once in the power of acceptance
In the value of pretense
Is
In the end
No belief at all
To be a man is to leave Forever to fairy tales
And children’s dreams
When that child
Returns one day
I will look for you…
In mine
Jack Steinberg
Email: Jack Steinberg
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