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A poets fertile mind never stops creating. He is always mulling over words and phrases.by oldrob 24 lines, 1 comment, on Aug 22 3:09 AM 2007
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My world has gone aflame. Bridges before me have been burned.
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The last time I was here
the cemetery has grown. -
My mind had diarrhea---early this morning.
it pooped out four poems---without any warning. -
“Please Please Read My Poem”
R. Meuser 8/19/04
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