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When my life seems its worst
I just rehearse
Here on these lines
Go to sublimes

Of words that flow
From me you know
I write them down
They spin around
Here in my mind

Cutting or kind
The Fantasy of Verse
It's not a witch's curse
That pours from me
It's prayers set free..

6/8/2006 1700 cj

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