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An
armchair,
old and red,
sits alone in
the dense green forest.
Silent and pensive with
life passing before him as
it was truly meant to be seen.
NOT through the eyes of the looking screen.
What type of poetry is this? Help me!
Copyright © Robert Dixon | Year Posted 2011
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