A GAME OF SCRABBLE

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    A GAME OF SCRABBLE

    one square board
    across each other, love
    your turn,
    then you grope for word
    my turn,
    then I grope for meaning.

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    Starchild commented on A GAME OF SCRABBLE

    03-22-2009

    Short and sweet. I like it.

    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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