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At This Juncture

Freedom in another land gave me wings for another place
I hold unknown plans that slip through my intrepid fingers
I understand reasons for questions unanswered
I tear myself apart not knowing why

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Written on 5th October 2009 at 01:13 GMT

Portraying division in less than 40 words

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  • Four lines of which no explanation is given; nothing is elaborated on, thereby prohibiting the poem from really achieving meaning. The lines themselves don't seem to connect to each other or to a greater point. All four of them are at least halfway to common cliches, and the last line is all the way there and more. The word 'intrepid' is used for reasons that are never made clear. Not sure about this write, my friend. I'm just not sure.