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Words Escape

sometimes poetry is the thing that escapes us when our minds are flourished with colorful images and fantastical dramas meant to entertain and to enthrall. Poetry is sometimes what escapes us when our pens run full and our papers lay bare; poetry the thing that escapes us like animals fleeing from a fire. But between brief glimpses of persuaded illusion and fanciful musing, there comes enlightenment--and it comes like fire.

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