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Tuesday, February 26, 2008

The Lonely Poet

The lonely poet
Yet is there any other kind?
He who celebrates beauty
In a world that seems resigned
To quelch his ambition
To ruin is life’s design

The lonely poet
He craves a soul akin
To his own, the fool
Whose virgin heart is aching
Crying out for love
With each day that he awakens
Posted by Ms. Ross at 11:12 PM

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