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Resembling a Poem
Ramblings about poetry, my own attempts, and other symptoms of a wana be bard.
Mar 23, 2008
More from Icarus
Satan, when a little boy,
pulled the wings from cherubs
and pressed them in a book.
Now the book is full of feathers,
and cherubs are raised by spiders.
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