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    untitled 8-1-10

     why is love so important,

    not to give but to have?

    people look for it all the time.

    is it somewhere/something hiding

    under a rock, in a shoebox, on a ship,

    elusive, like a word on the tip of your tongue?

    it's not invisible, mythical, microscopic, or impalpable.

    why is it so hard to find?

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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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