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Chill Luciani Mar 2016
Water surrounding me. Why youthful spirit? Time even recoil, yet escape? My night mare, see a track no destination? Daytime, No route, originaly? I knowingly how some see day light before sunrise? Deeply asking, never generalizing? Its hours before night, new it rough of course. I tried, sunrise eventually not caring is caring why position the past? My Past?
Joe Cole Sep 2014
You know
When I started these challenges yes it was write for me
Originaly it was young poets write for me
But it grew out of all proportion to the original concept
In reality its not about me at all
Its about YOU
It's about imagination
It's about taking YOU on a different journey
It's gone way beyond me
It's about you and how and what you write...

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