Invocation

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    Invocation
    Dreamlike, I have broken free
    Throught death's dark corridors I.ve ranged
    I follow shadows to the sea
    Embrace, behold and change!
    For all my life I've wondered blind
    Seeking peace, sellflove and life
    Suffocating, bound within
    Illuminating shines the knife!
    I cut my way through oppression's maze
    Athalme's blade shines bright, the blaze
    Cuts through lies, falsehoods thus made
    Into life my way is made.

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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