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Hidden within eight letters, A history of pain, rejection and disappointment, And an overt message of joy and appreciation, And a tacit hope, a prospective optimism and an absolution of self, Three sounds combined, Deliver all of this in a commonly understood sentence, Quietly, simply implying more, Between two people, Than any text can convey, To any remote audience. The perfect distillation, A momentarily forgotten yesterday, A beautiful now, And the prospect that what was once poison, Can also be panacea.