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    I SIT UP AT WONDERING WHERE YOUR AT TEARS RUN DOWN MY FACE NOT TEARS OF JOY BUT TEARS OF FEAR NOT KNOWING IF YOUR STILL HEAR I SPEAK NO WORDS OF IT I SHOW NO PAIN BUT IT'S ALL THE SAME LIFE IS JUST A DIRTY GAME AT TIMES I ALMOST FEEL INSANE BUT WHEN I LOOK INTO YOUR I EYES I KNOW OUR LOVE IS NOT THE SAME

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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