The bright light

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    The bright light
                            
    The light the light it's so bright it follows me day and night i get a shield to hide from the light.
    when i look behind me i see a shadow. When i walk i see it behind i sit down under a tree and i start reading a book and I look beside me and see the shadow reading as well.
    When ever I look either behind me or beside me and I see the shadow there it brings peace to know the freedom i find inside.

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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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