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A New Way to Express

This is a site
For me to write
My thoughts and dreams
Or whatever seems
To come to mind.
Words that are kind
Words that are weird,
Words that may find
Your spirit seared.
 
You may like it
Or may not.
But you know what,
I certainly care not.

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Rodney Olsen said…
Welcome to the blogosphere. I look forward to more of your words.
11:28 PM
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