Below is the poem entitled SEPT 29, 1967 which was written by poet
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Twisted matter within my mind,
Calling, screaming, struggling to be free.
It knows not what it has to find,
Or what it has to be.
Turned loose, it runs, a life it found.
To be a force of mind and thought,
Then to find it lost and bound
To it with heart and it its' thought.
Then to me, back it comes from her
To tell of learning of a life
That I could find in her,
Telling me of love and life.