"Are You Listening?"

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"Are You Listening?"

You walk over me

Crush my face down low

Burn me, Erode me

Take my trees so they don't blow

Who am I you ask

And what is my worth?

I am where you live

I am the Earth

And I am dying fast.



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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.

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