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    Death

    Were I to die
    Who would mourn, who would cry
    I think not a tear would fall from your eye
    For you cared not for my mortal coil
    That lies here now in the soil

    I fear not death
    For it can only take my breath
    It cannot touch my soul
    For it has not absolute control
    Over my soul

    I have died
    No one mourned, no one cried
    So my soul died
    By none was I missed
    By only death ever was I kissed
    - Tam al’Meir

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    tamalmeir’s Poems (23)

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    Excruciating Limitations 1
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