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This is a section where I post poems sent to me by people who have found my site and wish to display their own works. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do!
This poem is by Anthony
Think thoughts
Themselves for what they are.
Absorb yourself
in the fantasy of disillusion.
Don't try to understand
the garbled depicture,
brought to you
by gossip, rumour and misdemeanour.
This puzzle
Is ever moving, ever changing
Deliberate
in an organised chaos.
Be
who you are
Not wanton, not wanting.
A randomised muddle
floating
through the sea of mis-belief.
The changeling has arrived
Too beautiful to behold.
And those who bow down
will fall.
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