A Book Reader

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    A Book Reader



    Well? Well? Look at you! You call yourself a soul of the bible. You call yourself a soul that always have control on all issue the lord place in front your eyes. You call yourself a soul that know his or her words that was past down to the race of mankind. So! So! How dare you dream of a soul where you which to hold! How dare you past judgment on other without listen to a soul that has flow like water as time past by. Well? Well? Can you past judgment on another soul where your soul is lost in the time where man is facing a world that changes as time go by? Well? I hope you look around for help. I hope you do! I know I will be shown the light.

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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