Puppet

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    Puppet

               If I were a puppet
                      would you knot up my strings?

    Would You break
                          my wooden soul?

    Or would you simply
                                 let go?

    Leaving me
                     in a crumbled heap ....
                                   
                        to weep ...
                                 and weep ...
                                         and weep.

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    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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