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    Play until the worlds undone
    just to have a little fun
    climbing up a top the tree
    why is it that you cannot see?
    choices made from day to day
    should help your mind be set at bay
    yet what you've chosen over that
    makes your thoughts want instant combat

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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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