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nice to see as I read writes from people on this site, words of love words of hate words of lost words of fate, how do you spell emotions I read, would y.o.u. be right? fingers to board you let your hearts soar from your mind and hearts finding the words turning pain into art, like a sunset on a sea shore. years ago pen to paper was all we knew, lost souls with no home and nothing to do we raged are withered with out a clue others are out there,like you. short or long,weak and strong these words they grow touching me touching you filling our souls, no longer alone no longer do I hide I love poetry and I don't care who knows.