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 Aug 2018 Julian Delia
Mitch Prax
I am no doctor,
but this love you are describing,
may be in your heart.
Find her, or you could die.
Or maybe this love is a poison
leaving your body.
Withdrawal *****, I know,
but then again, I'm no doctor,
I am but a stranger.
Your story has been told,
a billion times over.
Do you have a pen?
Do you have a heart?
 Aug 2018 Julian Delia
Traveler
These words are not intended
To condemn nor confuse
This is not an attempt
To spread fake news
In fact it's nothing
That absolutely
Needs to be said
It's merely the poetry
Beneath my breath
Simplistic my rhyming
In aesthetic waves
Soothing, freeing
New life on the page
I am a keeper
A giver of words
We are the receivers
As poetry gives birth!
Traveler Tim

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