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There's a wonderful story
that I could tell
about an afternoon
spent in heaven and hell

Why do I say that
I was in hell?
Because this is a story
I can't tell

His voice spoke of visions
and I went along
until we made decisions
and refused to be wrong

We entered "our place"
and for hours did stay
We meant not to waste
the better part of this day

As feelings emerged
and words softly touched
the tension was purged
while we both felt so much.

 1998 Elaine Garrett

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