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    Love

     Never knowing what's ahead,
    Almost like a race.
    Never knowing who will win,
    A slower and slower pace.
    Longing never takes control,
    Cautiously reach out...
    Never so beside myself.
    The other oblivious to my tearful shout

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    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    TheBean’s Poems (21)

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    Pain 0 06/27/2010
    Storm 1 06/27/2010
    Existance 1 06/27/2010
    Bleeding 0 05/05/2010
    Drowning in Love 0 05/05/2010
    Sunset, Twilight, Night/ It Will Rain 0 05/01/2010
    Silence of a Soul 2 05/01/2010
    Pride 0 05/01/2010
    Thoughts 0 05/01/2010
    Fear 0 05/01/2010
    Love 0 05/01/2010
    Heaven 0 05/01/2010
    Guilt 3 01/16/2010
    Sisters 0 01/09/2010
    Love as you wouldn't think of it 3 11/23/2009
    Confusion 2 06/29/2009
    Roses 1 04/10/2009
    Thunderstorm(
    haiku)    		 2 04/09/2009
    White Tiger 2 04/09/2009
    Mighty Mountain 0 04/09/2009
    Sunset 1 04/09/2009
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