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The Borrowed Poem
To be a poet is a condition, not a profession.
Friday, November 30, 2007
You’ll see.
In my dreams, I’ll catch you.
Into my arms I’ll catch you.
Do you mind if I’ll always love you.
Heaven’s Gonna Burn Your Eyes
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You’ll see.
There is no end to things in the heart.
it's just an honor to be nominated
Observe...Notice..Catch
difficult because of its simplicity
in another city.
I do not want
anything.
maxim
He lays beside her as she's sleeping...
not one lasts.
I will catch you
they are experiences.
marvelous error!
The Weary Blues
posthumous NM post
your greatest love
bodies only tell the love.
I Chop Some Parsley While Listening To Art Blakey'...
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Death is a great teacher. It’s just too harsh.
the road of excess
Just you and me
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Steve Grant
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