Not Wanting To Leave
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Sandra Feldman
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Submerged
In the swaying coolness,
And peaceful blueness
Of Poetry's oceans,
I have no wants
No pressing need
To touch,
The Earth, to breath
For there, in Poetry
I have,
All love, all beauty
Life's exquisiteness,
And height of splendor,
So much more,
Than I could ever
Want or need.
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