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A Poem for Lisa

by Mandy Doerr

A brilliant soul encased in a tabernacle of clay.
Its radiance shining through the imperfect outer cover.
Some people see only the clay vessel,
But I see the light contained therein.
And I know that such illumination
Can only come from a beautiful heart.

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