Poets are those who love,--who feel great truths, And tell them.

September 4, 2013

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by R.
My life is shit.
And this I know,
But from the shit
Bright blooms will grow.

I hurt myself,
And this I know,
But from this blood,
gold honey will flow.

I have no money,
And this I know,
But from the poor
Comes love galore.

I sleep too much,
And this I know,
But from the sleep,
Comes lovely dreams.

My life is shit
But it will change,

And this I know.

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