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Most of these poems were inspired and written for some of the most wonderful people in my life. The rest come from a place neither here nor there.

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Ode to the Wells

They, deep.
They, lost.
Those sorrows,
They cost.

They, deep.
They, found.
Those people,
They drowned.

They, deep.
They, cold.
Those secrets,
They hold.

They, deep.
They, lost.
Those sorrows,
They cost.

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