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    #234
    the sun is burning but
    I am cold
    the wind is blowing
    but iam calm
    the rain is heavy
    But I am dry
    the night is dark
    but I can see
    the day is bright
    I am in darkness
    that is the reason
    I am born

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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