Different

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    Different
    When we first met
    I didn't know
    What to think
    Nut as the day
    Went on
    I began to
    Feel something,
    Something different,
    I saw something
    In you
    I have never
    Seen before then,
    Even though
    It would be
    Hard for most
    To see this
    In you,
    Somehow
    I do,
    I don't know
    What is it,
    I don't know
    If I ever will,
    But I want
    To see it again
    And I will be
    Awaiting the day
    I do!

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    icu2 commented on Different

    11-07-2009

    Hurry up and wait....well, it can often be worth it. .............good poem.
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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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