Seen him agian

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    Seen him agian

    There he was agian,
    I woke with a start,
    was it a dream ?
    Id seen him agian,
    He'd been showing his face more and more,
    In the dark,behind the door.
    he talked to me, my heart skipped a beat,
    His voice was unheard,when ever he'd speak.

    Years go by, Nothing seems to change.
    Just his face went unseen for a time.

    Then agian this morning I woke with a start,
    Id seen him agian.

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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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