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    Death

    Were I to die
    Who would mourn, who would cry
    I think not a tear would fall from your eye
    For you cared not for my mortal coil
    That lies here now in the soil

    I fear not death
    For it can only take my breath
    It cannot touch my soul
    For it has not absolute control
    Over my soul

    I have died
    No one mourned, no one cried
    So my soul died
    By none was I missed
    By only death ever was I kissed
    - Tam al’Meir

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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.

    tamalmeir’s Poems (23)

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