Let My Words Be Few...
...for I know you have other things to do.
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Thursday, April 8, 2010
WORDS (original poem)
When words are spoken,
they fly,
float,
fall,
are suspended
and caught,
complete
or misshapen.
Words can explode
into countless versions.
Then, there's calm
or tension.
Peace
or mayhem.
Or at once
all of them.
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