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A collection of poetry

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In the darkness I run
In the darkness I am free
Free amongst the shadows
That are reaching out for me
In the cold air
I am warm
From what is defining me
Failing to say
What I had wished to say
And as time passed
The more I needed to say it
Until the writing hand has hurt
And looking down
To find the pages blank
In the darkness I am free
Free from the bars
That I didn’t want to see

Written on: 
05-26-2009

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