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They came in
One after the other
In the daylight
And we sang high conversation
And sang the glory of God
With ourselves purified
In the crucible
We saw that imitation
Was not our destiny
And knew that in the serious
Words that entered and left
Was our moment of heaven
We reached our
Selves with talk
And while one was exiting
Another was entering
And I the therapist
Spent the whole morning
In such unwavering light.

Irwin R. Shaw - May 30th 1982