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By Timothy Cameron

Topics: Poetry Source: AllPoetry Original source

There I cease, To cease, Being you For myself  I  are a poet... A slave to freedom.  Desperately quiet. Oh, death of desire Breadth of exhaustion. The heaven of your ideas Tattoos itself, Image upon image, Ying mates Yang Written November 25th, 2001 © on Nov 25 2001 10:41 AM PST, Timothy G Cameron    0 • 10

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