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     Size me up
    Sew me shut
    Break all of the blades of grass
    under your foot
    Throw me down
    But do I make a sound
    Whisper in all your ears
    Nobody hears
    Closed tight between the pages
    Accidentally there; we wonder why
    The image saved and ageless
    But no soul left to thrive

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    davoc commented on Embedded

    07-08-2009

    You said alot in a few lines that's not easy. Another good one!
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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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