It is my inference
From past experience
The in my posthumous state,
I’ll still be late
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"I'm not a poet, but I stayed at a Holiday Inn last night."
I wrote all of these poems, and I really didn't know what to do with them.....and now that I've re-read all of them, I still don't know what to do with them.
Just imagine what the world would be like without dreams...
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