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Saturday, June 9, 2012
Poems, a starting line
I have written poetry since junior high school. The quality ranges, but in the end the poems are like a timeline that hopefully will yield a crop of empathy with whoever may read. Most of the context tends to be introspective and carving the gourd of what makes us human. I am letting them go here like letters to the wind or sea in glass vessels. Whoever may read, enjoy, use, move a sentiment along its path.
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