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Date: Thu, 11 May  2006 12:00AM PDT)
From: Send an Instant Message "John French" <mosshead7@yahoo.com>  
Subject: The Universal Language of Zain
To: situationroom@cnn.com
The Universal Language of Zain
Her eyes set you on fire
You feel much higher
Just watching her talk
Sidewalks crouching
As she walks by you
-Your stomach tingles
And all you want is "hello"
"How are you? Why don't
You tell me your name?"
And in a sweet breath -
In a universal language -
Like animals who love
Touch, she declares -
Her name is Zain -
And after seeing her
I know I'll never ever
Be the same again.
Best of the Roses,
Giovanni French
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Poetry  By John Alan Conte`, Jr.
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