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Oct 2020
The wordsjust flowed
From your mouth
Like a poet's
Dream
And a song of
Bird
Words too strong
To bury inside
A seed to plant
And let it grow
Whatever happens
It just can't die
Take time to
Think it through
No one can create it
But you
You alone have the flow
So with deep thoughts
Let it go
Out into the
Atmosphere
Where you wait
No more
Written by
Mary Anne Norton
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