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By Cwm

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No comments,a poem un-read, and soon,the poem will be dead. The poem reamins to be ignored, but the thought,shall live forevermore. No views,no single view of clue? How will I prepare,for the sad news? The thought,just lies there, and it'll die there. Hours,days have passed, and my poem,has remained viewed last. At last,a view in sight, but without,a comment,my work is still in fright! So come in, and start with your comments to send. We can even start,to be friends, but with no comments,that can't begin. No comments.Written in response,of the lack of views,and comments recently for me. Written January 23rd, 2002 © on Jan 23 2002 10:56 AM PST   0 • 10

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