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    Minutes turn to hours
    Hours turn to days
    Wondering around in a maze
    Don’t know where to go, when to turn
    I feel like I’m stuck in a cage
    I start to feel a rage
    Where is my light
    It shines so bright
    Here.. somewhere.. it must be
    I always keep it on me
    Up ahead is that a door
    I didn’t see it before
    It begins to close
    I shout… please don’t lock me out
    A man sees me just in time
    Because my light was only the size of a dime
    I wanted to whimper like I pup
    Then I looked up
    The man was you
    I didn’t know what to do
    You said we were strong
    And nothing would go wrong
    I needed to rest my head
    You took to the bed
    I started to weep
    In your arms..I went to sleep

    11/14/08

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    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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