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I'm stuck inside this empty room,
Afraid to leave.
I don't know how this happened to me ,
I'm Afraid to leave.
A cold chill runs up my back,
I let out a sigh and start to relax,
But I'm Afraid to leave.
I'm Scared that all I've accomplished will be gone,
I'll have to leave, But I'm too scared to leave.
I have taken a blow, and my body has bowed out.
I should have left, and now I can.

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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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