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    Words

    Why must we fear the apparition of the things unseen?

    The unspoken words often appear as a ghost in the night

    Relinquishing control of all that had once been

    The thoughts of lovers deep in the night

    Forever losing their true meaning.

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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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