Why? Because Life/love is poetry waiting to be written
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Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Solitary Confinement....
The solitude Of a self-erected prison Is indeed lonesome The cold iron bars Put carefully in place Simply cannot keep out The shadow of a face Or the echo of a sigh As the days, months and years Pass silently by
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