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Blank stands the paper It challenges me to me it is the highest mountain it is the river I must swim I must fill it with a piece of my soul otherwise I am a monster to the paper but I can’t get my hands to work my mouth to form words I am an injustice to this paper as it stands crumbled dying screaming

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Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 10/26/2014 5:45:00 AM

- Warm welcome to PoetrySoup,Dakota - I choose your first very well written free verse - Nice to meet you! - Hope you will be satisfied with our "soup family" - we are many .. but has plenty of room for you too- Be kind and keep PoetrySoup as a haven -(Comment on the poetry of others and they will comment on yours.) Thank you for posted your words and thoughts here, I want to come back to read more another day. - oxox // Anne-Lise :)

Pandita Sietesantos

Date: 10/25/2014 8:08:00 PM

I applaud this excellent piece and extend a warm welcome to PoetrySoup! I wish you happy writings, my friend! Pandita