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under the tall pine trees

I met in you in the middle of my journey

Somewhere on the shore of a great green meadow

Under the tall pine trees we met

There was a hesitation on my part

But there was none on yours

You taught me I can be enough

Just like that, in my little grey dress and yellow raincoat

That I don’t have to be flashy and outstanding

And neither do you

And we smiled, and shook hands, and said goodbye

But something lingered

My newly born faith

In Connection. 

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