"Angel with no name"
I walked with my friends through a tunnel one day,We were young and restless and surely at play,
From out of nowhere, came the sound of a train,
No where to go, then saved by an angel with no name.
"Angel with no name"
I walked with my friends through a tunnel one day,Tempestlady commented on "Angel with no name"
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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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