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The Sitting Poet
Just a blog of poetry
Saturday, November 19, 2011
Lines
I can write my most passioned lines tonight-but what solace would mere words bestow upon me? Your presence is my only healing. Without it I am lifeless. My existence is that of an autonomous machine.
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