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Mom's poem
10/13/08
I guess my poetry has inspired others to try their hand. Here's one from my mom.
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I run
The sweat slides down my face into my eyes
My mouth is dry
My heart tears at my chest
My lungs feel as if they will burst
My leg muscles cramp
I pull with my arms
Yes!
I have safely crossed the street again.
I am old you know.
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