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Unmask the Fool

Unmask the fool Who openly dishonors What love really is And who suffers from it Who openly says that Who suffers from no love From it he shall die What love could he have Openly dishonors everyone Unmask-ing the truth The fool only loves pain Love really is more powerful Than all of this Russell Sivey Entrant into Debbie Guzzi's "Et cetera" Contest 2/26/2012

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Date: 2/26/2012 2:57:00 PM
Russ, you have time..start with the first word of verse 1 in verse 2 Unmask...etc/line 2 of verse 2 can begin The fool..[then] Who openly says that /your line 5/Dishonors.../What love he could have/ Really is ......./ [try to stay in the ORDER you present the lines in..in verse one [You can use 1,2,3 or all the words in a line of verse one and then elaborate in a different direction..or simply inrich the image. Hope this helps polish, polish! Light & Love
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Date: 2/26/2012 9:18:00 AM
creatively composed with thought-provoking images.. amazing flow of love impressions.. into the winners' list, russell.. :) huggs!
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Date: 2/26/2012 5:17:00 AM
Good luck in Deb's contest..Reads like a winner..Thanks for stopping by..What about the lie or lies in which that we are not caught?..Which ones burn the conscience more?..Enjoyed reading your work this morn..Sara
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Date: 2/26/2012 4:54:00 AM
A well scribed work of true emotions. Very well done my poet friend. Michael
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Date: 2/26/2012 2:09:00 AM
Love it Russell interesting comment, on how it really is in the reality world... that some see...
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Date: 2/26/2012 1:16:00 AM
The emotions in this poem are strong and touching...well done Russell xx
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