STRANGE THING

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    STRANGE THING

    STRANGE THING ,
    THIS FEELING CALLED LOVE
    I DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW
    IT DOES WHAT IT DOES
    SEEMS EVEN IF LOVE IS ONLY ONE WAY
    I JUST CAN'T STOP LOVING YOU
    MORE EVERY DAY

    Copyright ©2008 Robert Longine

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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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