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                   The loss of a father, a cut.
                  The loss of a mother, a gouge.
                  The loss of a pet, a slash.
                  The loss of a friend, a wound.
                  The loss of a sibling, a stab.
                  The loss of a spouse, a sever.
                  The loss of a child, a gash.
                  Drip...Drip...Drip, the heart bleeds.
                  Bleeds out..cold..lifeless..finished.
        

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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