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Hey Believe it or notI am still here Roaming the place from time to time. But wanted to shoot you over a link to the place I been at for all this time. If you remember me come and see me there drop a line say hi. Listen to some music or read a poem its all up to you. Writers, Poets and readers all welcome thanks for support |
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.