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When the situation became too complex and we all started to vex, she was a bastion of calm (the last) on a turbulent sea a warm winter quilt on a cold winter's night perhaps not a solution but a road or an idea (or two) to ease our load in a stressful time when we needed hope most she guided us without a word in a time when life seemed random even absurd and in fact could still be -- the smile she offered we'll guard jealously -- maybe hope is rare so it is reluctantly shared -- but not by she, the unnamed -- who gave it so effortlessly that we forgot that she needed us as much as we needed her so now I realize I should defer and be that light that she always shone and perhaps strive to save one soul even if it ends up being my own.

Rob Levit


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