THANK YOU

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    THANK YOU

    Im here again @ the space

    Boundless, pathless

    Where lingers a solitary thouhgts

    Of each of every smile

    Of the clouds that blows

    The freezy wind…


    ‘How bad!, that i couldn’t even

    Paint the heart of the sky

    Which is frozen

    In every dip of a commet

    That falls in the valley…


    But fortunately, i found a glim

    On one of the stones

    That linger in my heart

    That tell….

    ‘After all…Im still lucky…

    for i am loved by thee….’

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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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