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Strange (2nd assignment) (Rhyme Crimes

Strange how does life
point to us as anonymous
though we always have
definite, proper names!

How the cyber
gives a face to a book
though it never has
real eyes or ears or hair.

How does true love
turn fake and burn
the hearts once had
sincerely been inflamed.

Strange how do our
hearts grow away
and strange from
their own space

STRANGE !!!

Free Verse
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Strange how does life
point to us as
anonymous
though we have
proper ,
definite names.

How the cyber
gives a face
to a book
though it has no
real eyes
or ears or hair.
.
How does true love
turn fake
and burn the hearts
once had sincerely
been inflamed.

Strange how do
our hearts
grow away
and strange
from their own
Space.

STRANGE !!!

Last few words: 
I have written this piece as free as well as reqular quatrains but felt that non-rhyming works better with the free form . What do you think ?Appreciate your comments
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Comments

'us as an – ony – mous – ... face' - so clever
and ‘cyber / hair’
with ‘to a book’
and ‘real eyes or ears‘

and almost obscure until one seeks it
‘true / turn / burn’
so much here dear rula

but not so keen on all the 'stranges' at the end -
love judy
xxx

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shall draw the Thing as he sees It, for the God of Things as They are.'
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Thank you

'Strange' edited though it was for a purpose that is to show that there are many strange scenes in life, don't you think they fit there??

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... before I comment on this (the poem is... strange and quite unlike you... a pleasing quality is this growth, is it not?). I asked everyone to choose one of the different rhyme types for the second assignment and I can't grok yours. It seems Judyanne recognizes what rhyme type you used (or she was simply taken aback by the poem as I was), but I'm not getting much sleep and can't figure it out. Could you tell me?
In fact, that's another thing I would do differently... If giving a poet a choice in an assigned poem, the poet should label it that we all discern what was attempted.
wesley

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I thought it is internal vowel sound

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