Shadows

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  • Sadness

    Shadows

    Fire up the pain inside
    Turn it over and back again
    Just like a broken ride
    If only for one more spin

    (Remembering won't kill you,
    but forgetting is your worst sin.)

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    Chingawa’s Poems (8)

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