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No one can hide their heart
It is in your eyes, your lips
Your spine—even your nose
Will radiate your joy, your sorrow
Your whole life story even if you
Think you hide it—it’s there and
Gentle souls who can read the eyes
Are kind knowing that a broken
Soul needs to be touched by gentle
Eyes even though they may not
Recognize the glance-something
Inside them is assured that they
Are the first in the Kingdom