" me "

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    " me "
    this is my realm
    my home
    my comfort

    this is where i shed my tears
    my cries
    my anger

    this is where i deal with my curse
    my pain
    my strugle

    and this is where i put my trust
    my love
    and my passion

    how long have i been here?
    how long have i been like this?
    how long have i been empty?

    i found and i lost my dearest to me
    i found and i lost what was imporant to me
    now all of you can be happy

    for i am cursed
    for i am lost
    for i am dead.

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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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