Intro:
There
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w
a
s
.
warmth,
.
.
a
n
d
.
.
hope,
.
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a
n
d
.
.
promise
.
t
h
a
t
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melted
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t
h
e
.
sleet
.
a
n
d
.
snow
.
f
r
o
m
.
the
roads . . .
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–
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~ they
melted
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t
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.
sleet
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a
n
d
.
snow
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f
r
o
m
.
the
roads
.
o
f
.
the
soul,
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t
h
a
t
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.
freely
go
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w
h
e
r
e
.
brighter
futures
glow . . .
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time
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t
o
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put
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all
behind . . .
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s
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time . . .
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s
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time
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t
o
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open
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skies
.
t
o
.
sunshine . . .
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a
n
d
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to
let
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shine . . .
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s
.
time . . .
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s
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let
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shine . . .
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Let
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shine . . .
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Let
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t
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shine . . .
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Let
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t
.
shine . . .
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.
t
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e
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–
–
smiles
across
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t
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.
lines
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a
n
d
.
divides . . .
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–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
the
divides
.
a
n
d
.
lines . . .
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–
.
.
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~ between
day
.
a
n
d
.
night . . .
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a
n
d
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–
the
high
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a
n
d
.
wide . . .
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Let
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u
s
.
smile . . .
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–
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Let
.
u
s
.
smile . . .
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–
.
.
.
Let’s
.
h
o
l
d
.
hands
.
a
n
d
.
smile . . .
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–
.
.
.
across
.
t
h
e
.
lines
.
a
n
d
.
divides . . .
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–
.
.
.
~ across
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t
h
e
.
days
.
a
n
d
.
nights . . .
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a
n
d
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across
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t
h
e
.
highs
.
a
n
d
.
wides . . .
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–
.
.
.
mile,
.
.
a
f
t
e
r
.
.
mile,
.
.
a
f
t
e
r
.
.
mile . . .
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.
a
n
d
–
–
–
aisle,
.
.
a
f
t
e
r
.
.
aisle,
.
.
a
f
t
e
r
.
.
aisle . . .
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.
Let
.
u
s
.
smile . . .
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–
–
.
.
.
Let
.
u
s
.
smile . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
Let’s
.
h
o
l
d
.
hands
.
a
n
d
.
smile . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
f
o
r
–
–
–
now
.
i
s
.
the
time.
Reflection: This is an inspiration/hope-themed poem that I wrote in February of 2025 for a time when love, and warmth, and hope really seemed to be needed. I wrote most of this poem by listening to the wonderful, fun, disco age song “The Hustle” by Van McCoy – a happy song that was first released on 18 May 1975 and seemed to point towards love, and warmth, and hope during a dark period of time in the mid-1970s; a dark period of time which seems to be echoed here today. I played this song in the background to create the “moodset” and inspire the writing of the poem. If you listen to the song at low volume while reading this poem, you might better get the “feel” of it.