sacret

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    sacret

    I am your love when it hurts,
    dear spirit.
    I am the winter by storm has come upon thine. This beholding of sacret passeage to the left where keys are imported unlocking imortal.
    I am born, forever shall i live,
    holywater.
    These words commencing into flesh are faithful and plentyful,amen
    I am thee author, song writer,
    an poet,
    i am lifes perfection.

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    IzzyGumbo commented on sacret

    05-03-2009

    Bravo!

    markrohaley commented on sacret

    02-27-2009

    nice

    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.

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