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I cannot see
I comprehend
I cannot touch
I feel

There is no leeway
in this world
A spiral of information
constant, forever

I cannot taste
I enjoy
I cannot smell
I notice

And all of it's
here, I am your key
a turning wheel
a secret code
kept locked up
I do not leave

I cannot hear
The music is there
It will simply be
I've never left
I'm not set free





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poetrybutterfly123 said...
Nov. 7, 2010 at 8:11 am
I really like your poem....great word choice.
 
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