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The Presence

Walking down a street
sweeping a floor
washing dirty dishes
hoeing beans:  all
enriched with present
presence.  Obscure, pure:
one does not look to see
if it is there:  simple,
secure, serene, safe:
never attracts anyone's
atention, learned not to
see anything special.

This is the price of liberty.
Written by marcella1
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