Deaf World

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Deaf World

I hear the cries of the world in my head.
They cry out to me in pain.
In sorrow.
In anger.
In bliss.
In fear.
In the end I hear the cries of the world,
but I become deaf to the calls.

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If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

Silver777’s Poems (25)

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