"Angel with no name"
I walked with my friends through a tunnel one day,We were young and restless and surely at play,
From out of nowhere, came the sound of a train,
No where to go, then saved by an angel with no name.
"Angel with no name"
I walked with my friends through a tunnel one day,Tempestlady commented on "Angel with no name"
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Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
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