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Number Four in the 'A Poet' series


Submitted:Nov 20, 2006    Reads: 111    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


The dead poet

Lies upon

A black

Cold

Table.

He holds tightly

Still so tightly

Onto the nothing

In the air.





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