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    I wish I could sleep for a month and wake up refreshed
    I don't like eating but I would kill for some bread
    Wish I knew who I was, where I was going, where I've been
    But that would ruin the surprise

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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