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Life of a Poet

A lone cloud floats free.. A steady breeze sits behind.. Lends a hand not seen.. A childs lost youth.. Dances to older music.. Writes of years to come.. A man stands alone.. His life and past not far from.. Each Poem ,a day.. I now write of life.. To where it has taken me.. And where I am now..

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Date: 9/21/2011 11:11:00 PM
this is amazing, Michael. Something every poet can relate. :)
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Date: 9/21/2011 7:37:00 PM
love it!! Only a true poet can write of life and the journey of it.. cory
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Date: 9/21/2011 6:59:00 PM
lovely intricate lines Michael luv.. an honest expose' of life and trials which have been overcome one day at a time.. going far and farther with your grand words of hypnotic quality ..oh J.G. in tired mode with this darn move.. sore everywhere..oh ..xoxo..
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