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In the confines of
Sanctuary afforded
Water by a bucket,
I stare at the face of
One resident beneath
The untroubled water’s surface.
The more I stare
The wider his smile grows
The wider mine grows too,
Though in a hurry I tarry
I’ve found reason to smile in a
Bucket of water and a familiar face.
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