(A lone voice whispers)
There are some cruel strange chippetoes out there
Who'll wear your darn heart straight out of your chest
But like black needs light
And day meets night
You'll also meet some great people
Who'll try to sow up your frayed tired edges
With some good old fashioned love and light
If you're blessed
Like all those honest folk named in the hidden pages of your version of the good book
Whatever your faith
For good people are everywhere
You only have to learn where to look
Copyright John Duffy
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