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    potions

    a daily acccount of verbal, toxic potions,sent through modern technology
    this rapid sequence of dilusional whimisical fanciful fantasies, spin like a record
    over and over.

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

    clarityandtruth’s Poems (59)

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