Poem for Grace:
A bastion of truth
in a shrinking universe of lies
not afraid to tell it like it is
a not-so-subtle blessing in disguise
strong of will and mind
yet human to the core
one of a few of a kind
of which the world needs more.
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Poem for the Outlaw:
[in Pitt's voice]
Angelic in grace and beauty,
even your remembrance strikes and moves me.
Your words, when they escape from your mouth
entangle and enshroud me.
Though I may be far from your arms
with only dreams to think of,
when duty binds me and keeps me,
I am set free by your love.
now make me a sandwich!
Have A Bad Day
[/end voice]
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