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The World Around Me
I write because
It is my opportunity
To speak
With my own voice.
To just be.... me.
I write because
I hunger
Not to compel
Or inspire or entertain.
I just hunger
To make sense
Of the world around me.
by Marla Deaton 2014
Sunday 15th June 2025 5:22 pm
Meaning Of Life
What is the meaning of life?
Why is it that I choose to write...
Poetry, of which no one may care?
Poetry, of which I may never share?
I guess the only thing that matters
In life is that I finally, at last
Get it right. And Poetry...
Is just a means... of getting there.
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