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Nov 2009
Nothing
nothing at all
yet by writing this
I contradict that
and what have I
gained by this
description of
being found?

Nothing
nothing at all
yet because of
perpetual variance
my contradiction
remains the same
I am left with one thought:
"What keeps me here?"
Something in which
I'm truly
Lost and Found.


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(c) Robert W.G. Ross 1995
Robert McKinlay
Written by
Robert McKinlay  Vancouver
(Vancouver)   
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