Poetry

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Monday, March 12, 2007

The Poet's Heart

I feel the slow currents twist and turn on my ride through the poet's heart. It beats steadily and rhythmically; like a jungle trance my spirit is sent out. The words are not mine, but belong to the universe itself, They come from the places where we dream, the ethereal realms of fantasy, They are... Sign in to see full entry.

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