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the perfect time I looked, expecting to see something that no one should ever ask to view I sought insight into things not meant to be known just because we wish to I reached with my hands of flesh for intangibles we are not meant to touch I searched and I did not find answers to questions I should never have asked I learned some deep mysteries cannot be unlocked until the perfect time © 4/17/2000 Donna Friedrichs |
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