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[bodytext] => Years He had five years And already had found his words Had talked with the walrus And greeted the carpenter. With Jim and Long John He had sailed into tomorrow; When frost came into view He realized he had found his wall And poetry was all He had eight years And had begun to sit in seats And daydream the leaves School an overgrown garden Full of weeds and branches bending He had sixteen years In the high graded stillness silent In the noise of others He could sense the wrongs Around his difference, Saw no one in his eyes Let no one in his heart And remained alone within his dreams He had nineteen years And met beauty and fell No longer full but empty And began the words that poured from his soulful eyes [comments] => 2 [counter] => 156 [topic] => 21 [informant] => richard2 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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