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Poem: holy land

August 8, 2013
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To every man, his holy land,
to touch his hand upon the idol of his mind,
to rest his eyes upon the landscape that he loves.

To every man a place to heal,
to keep the faith that he may feel.
To lie close to perfection.

To every man his holy land,
and this you are to me.

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