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Aut insanit homo, aut versus facit
Tuesday, October 04, 2011
Uncertainty
The pen, the paper, the poet's past,
perhaps he'll write again at last, at last,
perhaps he'll pass, and leave the room,
and wander off in the evening's gloom.
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