what was once there

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    what was once there

    As you pass by me i have a joy , A joy that only you can bring to me .
    As you look at me I feel something that once was strong ...
    As we meet eye to eye .... i saw nothing i once was able to see us , but as I way walk away not saying a word that picturefades away and forever it will remain a memory.....

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    cliftondurant commented on what was once there

    08-19-2009

    good job short but sweet you sound like a very mature lady

    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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