Osmosis
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Sandra Feldman
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There are poems that remain,
That seed, grain for thought
And grow with time,
Get under your skin,
Not only for their rhyme.
The more you know them,
The more in you they sing
In stature, in meaning,
Passion and feeling,
Always appealing
As they become,
Thru loving osmosis,
An integral part of you.
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