Poetry

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CAN PROSE BE ABOUT A LIFE UNSEEN,PERHAPS IT CAN RELATE TO AN
UNDENIABLE DREAM,THERE IS OF COURSE THAT AWAKE FILLED DAY,WHERE
THE SOLID HAVE SO MUCH TOO SAY,THEN THERE ARE THE THOUGHT'S WE
MAY CONJURE UP IN A LAB,CAN A SOLID BE TURNED INTO A GAS,SOME
PROSE ALONE CAN I AMASS,ARE DREAM'S JUST LIKE THE MORNING DEW,
AND DROPS OF WATER VERY NEW,CAN THEY SHOW THEIR OWN UNSEEN MIEN,
AS ONCE MAY BE THAT ONLY ONE WHEN YEAR'S HAVE GONE THE DREAM LIVES
ON,SO OLD CODGER; YOU KNOW WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO BE A LODGER, O
SO MANY YEAR'S GONE BY AS REGARD'S YOU'RE UNDENIABLE DREAM,THAT
MY FRIEND ONLY GOD KNOWS WHY,AMEN IS ALWAY'S NIGH TOO COME BY.
Joe.

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