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Poetry, the written word, a silent scream
A whispered fear, or a gentle touch
From my soul to yours, to tell you where
I’ve been but in veiled and hidden images

Some things you must hold on to, keep to yourself
Not to dwell upon, but not to forget
To make the person you have become
Or the one you left behind

So much in the shadows of the mind
Waiting to come forth and join the
The journey we call life
Whether it be amazing or disparaging

Constantly striving
Falling down, falling down
Get up, get up
Daylight is fading, words to be spoken

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my computer is not user friendly tonight.

He who conquers self , has won a great battle

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my computer is not user friendly tonight.

He who conquers self , has won a great battle

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But felt there should be a stanza to lead into and a stanza to lead out. Here it wa mainly the middle

have to think about that

Linda

He who conquers self , has won a great battle

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There's truth in this piece. I like the way you describe poetry and the possibilities in life. Thank you for sharing.

Alid

commenting hope you have a great day

He who conquers self , has won a great battle

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