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![]() Ink On Paper Words become thoughts on paper. What do they tell you about me? I want my words to tell you something. Is what I'm saying what you SEE? It matters less the rhyme or form. For, to me, the heart of poetry rests in painting words that touch your heart; then both of us are truly blessed. Pat Nelson April 23, 2008 (One of my very early poems) Revised October 17, 2011
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