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I Am Cien....

Every one wants to know what is wrong with me. I tell them nothing Im Cien. Like I just woke up from an endless dream, and at that moment I can see everything, What kind a joy will come, What kind a hate will come, How will I keep my feelings numb? All these years and barely having a crumb, but to a man with nothing esle in his life What a perfect battle for him to fight. My only fear is to fail you, and those who know not what we do, and so as the battelfied approaches and i get a final word from the coaches, I say to you put me in the game I am ready and I now know my name....

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Date: 5/16/2016 10:17:00 PM
Scott, creative and well done. Thank you for sharing. **SKAT**
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Date: 5/14/2016 2:55:00 PM
Scott, Fantastic writing, glad to read your poem. ~Love LINDA~
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Date: 6/18/2009 7:23:00 AM
Welcome to PoetrySoup Scott. I am hoping to read many more poems written by you. Love, Carol
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