Innocense

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    Innocense

    I see you soar through the sky.
    So innocent,
    Never telling a lie.
    A heart so pure.
    Yet, still I seem so unsure.
    When you are gone.
    I know my life is done!

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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