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See! I’m not a horder

May 3, 2013
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So when I posted this to my Facebook page, my cousin responded:

“I shall write a poem, that seeks solace for your travail”

So here is his poem:

The Words run on
but she runs ahead
and terror grips her
for the road 
about to fall away 
has no future in her mind
desperately she gathers
the food of her soul
and paves a new way
if only for now — WGBIII

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