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All That's Left is to Write

The words I write represent a brief vacation To a place of solitude and sublimation They help me recycle the trash that I find And leap from the compost heap that is my mind They help me excise and examine And to enjoy both feast and famine These words act as both hammer and nail Blind man's Braille and believer's Holy Grail Lastly, these words provide me with peace In this rented body and this world that we lease

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Date: 11/27/2016 2:15:00 PM
Hi Trey, I really enjoyed this powerful write. I was moved on how you expressed what poetry means to you. Congratulations on your placement in my contest: -)Alexis
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Trey Hamner
Date: 11/27/2016 4:32:00 PM
Thank you very much, Alexis...this was a fun contest, thank you for sponsoring this contest.
Date: 10/22/2016 1:15:00 AM
Very good poem ... Ending very impressively ...
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Trey Hamner
Date: 10/22/2016 1:27:00 AM
Thank you, Probir.