What Matters
In the fierce loneliness of an abandoned memory,
In the isolation of a crowded first class,
In the syllables of a word unspoken,
In the rejected brilliance of a silent idea,
In the forgotten shriek of laughter,
In the knowledge of a closed door,
What else, but faith?
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