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One hundred people are in the room.
She sits in the middle
Around the world.
Within herself
She cries,
She laughs,
She screams,
For you.
Whomever you may be.

She's calling
Because there's one hundred people in the room.
And she has counted them all.
She holds her hand out
But not one hand grasps her own.
She pulls back,
Within herself,
She whispers,
She sings,
She hopes,
For you.
Whomever you may be.

She's looking
Because there's one hundred people in the room.
And she's searching
Within herself
For you.
Whomever you may be.


Because there's one hundred people in the room.
But she sees none.





Embrace Life.
Embrace Love.
Peace.