I Dream Of Writing A Real Poem Again
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Shalom Freedman
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I dream of writing a real poem again
A poem that has its own rhythm and music and beauty
A poem like those I perhaps once wrote
But I have no such poem
And I have within me no music or beauty
But only my dry will and determination
To go on writing
Until I die -
Whether it is real or not
Whether it means anything or not
I do not know
But it seems now
It does not mean much to anyone.
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