Where

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    Where
    I wander down a path alone
    Find someplace to call my home
    Wish to find just a friend
    Always by me til the end
    Humble home we'd fill with love
    And the blessings from above
    Live love and laugh
    At the times we have
    Enjoy them now
    Or wonder how
    They have come and gone

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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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