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Apr 7
a silent space
an empty hermitage
is all thats left
at the end of the road
a silent space
where once poems were born
and a child of the Universe
-a child of God
sat watching.
Written by
nivek
65
     Stephen E Yocum, South-by-Southwest, --- and Zeno
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