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A poem by Christopher Poindexter

**I am madly in love

with humans.

Especially the strange ones.

For it is ever so beautiful to

be strange. To do things differently

than others. To see things in a rare

light. To me; that is such gold to carry.

- Christopher

Poindexter.**

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Published: May 13, 2016
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Notes: One of my favourite poets ever.. I sleep with his book under my pillow. Never have I slept so well.

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