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September 19, 2014
By tribehybridhornets SILVER, Waban, Massachusetts
tribehybridhornets SILVER, Waban, Massachusetts
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I once was that kind of person
who would find his way in words
long uttered

who would see something years dead
in stray commas and periods

who would find meanings in stanzas
that simply were and had no reason why

who would see light at tunnel’s end
that was just a mirage

I was once that kind of person

But then I lost my sense of fun.



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