Laz Freedman's Poetry Blog
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* Sense My Dear

 

Floating, above my shoulders,

The words come up to surface here,

Although there is no point I fear,

Nothing could make sense, my dear.

 

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By Laz .F. 1/3/2010

an old one I like … re-post

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