My Skin.

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    My Skin.

     

    I am feeling a bit out of sorts in my skin.
    You can hardly imagine the places it's been.

    Warmth of the sun.
    Crisp winter nights.
    My skin has revelled in various temperate delights.

    The touch of a lover.
    The sting of the wasp.
    These are two things my skin has experienced at cost.

    ~~MLong

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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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