Born

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    He fell to his knees. Distroyed by all the lies he was told. His head fell to his chest. Tears ran down his face. He lifted his up. "I'm being born." He whispered as his heart thumped happily.

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    smoothdame commented on Born

    10-20-2009

    I like this short and sweet and to the point. Good job.

    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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