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In Poems, Rev

Deepest of Dreams

"I know you inside and out. You are not cold You are not hot Far better to be either cold or hot You are stale, You are stagnant You make me want to vomit You brag, "I'm rich, I've got it made; I need nothing from anyone" Oblivious that in fact You are a pitiful blind beggar Threadbare and homeless You are shameless...

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