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#52. Write twenty new poems (9/20)

August 20, 2009
Gaining Knowledge/Intellectual Pursuits

52. Write twenty new poems (9/20)

#9

20.08.09

A young girl
desperately wanting
stood close
looked up
and watched fanciful words
flow out from his angelic lips

Cultivated curiosity
he thought
she believed
and followed
as he led her by the hand
that she was his alone

A new toy
to be played with
they laugh
they cry
they move on
after dust has collected

She grows old
and he is different
the toy is broken
pieces left scattered

But after all
when he is gone
she does not mourn
because she knows what he is

Only human.


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