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1
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A Few Kind Words
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4
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6%
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0
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0%
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2
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A Life Is Lived The Way It Is Lived
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
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3
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A Little Poem/ At Heart A Home
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
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4
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A Man Alone
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
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5
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A Man Walks Slowly To His Own Grave
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
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6
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A Nightmare of Strangeness
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
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7
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A Poem As Small Desperate Prayer At The Beginning Of The Week
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
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8
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A Poem For A Single Listener
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
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9
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A Poem Has A Memory Of Its Own
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
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10
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A Poem Is A Metaphor/ Isn't It?
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2
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3%
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0
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0%
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11
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A Poem Memorized Many Years Ago
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
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12
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A Poem Of Frustration, Rage, Bitterness, Resentment, Disappointment, Envy, Sadness, Sickness, Depression, Fear
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4
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6%
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0
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0%
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13
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A Poem Should Mean
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
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14
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A Poem- Tell Me This Is A Poem
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
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15
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A Poem Wants Me
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
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16
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A Prayer Should Be A Poem
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
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17
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All The Poems Are A Metaphor
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9
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15%
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0
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0%
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18
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As A Child I Loved Poetry
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
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19
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At Least There Is
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
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20
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At The End Of The Day
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
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21
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At The End Of The Road Of Infinite Loneliness
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
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22
|
At The End Of The Road/There Is Deeper Loneliness
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
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23
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At The End Of This Poem
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
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24
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At The End/ Even One's Dreams No Longer Pain
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2
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3%
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0
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0%
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25
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At Twilight The Sadness Comes
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
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26
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Birth Is Beginning
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22
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37%
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0
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0%
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27
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Despair Is Darkness
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12
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20%
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0
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0%
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28
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Despair Of The Early Morning
|
14
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23%
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0
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0%
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29
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Do I Remember What A Poem Is?
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
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30
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Even The Stars Are Cold Tonight
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
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31
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Everything Seems Going In The Wrong Way
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
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32
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Fear In The Middle Of The Night
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2
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3%
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0
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0%
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33
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For A Child
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
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34
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For Many Years I Pursued Fame
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
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35
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God Gave Us The Morning
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
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36
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God Is Here
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2
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3%
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0
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0%
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|
37
|
Grief Is The Poem
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33
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55%
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0
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0%
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38
|
Growing Old Is Failing At More And More Small Things
|
2
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3%
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0
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0%
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39
|
Hope Comes Again In The Early Evening
|
1
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1%
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0
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0%
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40
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How Calming / Tel Aviv Park Bench Poem
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
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41
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How Can Poetry Heal The Sick?
|
1
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1%
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0
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0%
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42
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How Will We Know Where It Isn't
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
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43
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I Am Not As Poor As I Am Going To Be
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
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44
|
I Forgot A Poem
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
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45
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I Go From Pain To Pain
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2
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3%
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0
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0%
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|
46
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I May Not Have Been A Great Poet
|
1
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1%
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0
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0%
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|
47
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I Need A Poem
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
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|
48
|
I Need A Poem More Than A Poem Needs Me
|
1
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1%
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0
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0%
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|
49
|
I Read A Poem I Could Not Write
|
1
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1%
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0
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0%
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|
50
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I Summon To Sleep
|
1
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1%
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0
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0%
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51
|
I Walk Down The Hill Of My Own Loneliness
|
1
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1%
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0
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0%
|
|
52
|
I Walk Slowly And Wait For A Poem
|
1
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1%
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0
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0%
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|
53
|
I Walk Where The Poem Once Was
|
1
|
1%
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0
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0%
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|
54
|
I Wanted To Go To the Place/Where The Happy Poems Are
|
2
|
3%
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0
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0%
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|
55
|
I Would Write A Quiet Poem
|
1
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1%
|
0
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0%
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|
56
|
I Write To Write To Write
|
1
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1%
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0
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0%
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|
57
|
I Wrote A Poem For Myself
|
1
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1%
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0
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0%
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|
58
|
I Wrote Many New Poems Now Long Forgotten
|
1
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1%
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0
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0%
|
|
59
|
If All The Beauty Of The World
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1
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1%
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0
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0%
|
|
60
|
If The Poems Keep Flowing
|
1
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1%
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0
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0%
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|
61
|
In These Moments Of Revelation
|
1
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1%
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0
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0%
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|
62
|
Kindness Is Goodness
|
1
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1%
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0
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0%
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|
63
|
Late In The Afternoon
|
1
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1%
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0
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0%
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|
64
|
Lesser Lines
|
1
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1%
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0
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0%
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|
65
|
Let's Leave The 'Poems' Without Metaphors
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2
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3%
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0
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0%
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|
66
|
My Mind Is Not A Complex Poem
|
1
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1%
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0
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0%
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|
67
|
My son saved me
|
1
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1%
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0
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0%
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|
68
|
No One Knows The Way Out (A Poem Of One Mood-Despair)
|
1
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1%
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0
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0%
|
|
69
|
Oh Sadness Is And Sadness More
|
1
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1%
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0
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0%
|
|
70
|
On The Edge Of The Edge Of The Edge
|
1
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1%
|
0
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0%
|
|
71
|
One Cannot Live One's Childrens' Lives For Them
|
1
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1%
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0
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0%
|
|
72
|
Only The Poems
|
1
|
1%
|
0
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0%
|
|
73
|
Our Times
|
1
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1%
|
0
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0%
|
|
74
|
Poem After Poem After Poem
|
3
|
5%
|
0
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0%
|
|
75
|
Poemless- I Walk Towards Home
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
76
|
Poems About Poems About Poems
|
3
|
5%
|
0
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0%
|
|
77
|
Poetry Is A Playing With Words
|
1
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1%
|
0
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0%
|
|
78
|
Shouldn't There Be One Poem for 'Hallel' On 'Chanukah'
|
1
|
1%
|
0
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0%
|
|
79
|
Silence Inside / Why?
|
1
|
1%
|
0
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0%
|
|
80
|
Small Simple Poems
|
1
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1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
81
|
So Long As One Lives
|
1
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1%
|
0
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0%
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|
82
|
So Many Little Poems
|
1
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1%
|
0
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0%
|
|
83
|
So Many People Have No Poem
|
1
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1%
|
0
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0%
|
|
84
|
So Many Poems
|
1
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1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
85
|
So Many Poems/How Can One Possibly Begin To Describe
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
86
|
So Many Sick Friends Now
|
1
|
1%
|
0
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0%
|
|
87
|
So Much Life Longing For More Life
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
88
|
Somewhere There Is A Poem In Me
|
1
|
1%
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0
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0%
|
|
89
|
Spring
|
1
|
1%
|
0
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0%
|
|
90
|
Thank You Reader Of This Poem
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
91
|
The Poems Have Come Back To Me
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
92
|
The Beauty Of A Poem
|
59
|
100%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
93
|
The Beauty Of Being In The World Jan.9,2009
|
3
|
5%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
94
|
The Beauty Of Home
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
95
|
The Blackness Of The Black Black Night
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
96
|
The Complaints Return Upon Themselves
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
97
|
The Darkness Outside Is The Darkness Within
|
2
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
98
|
The Days Without War
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
99
|
The Dead Do Not Answer
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
100
|
The Dead End
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
101
|
The End Comes Before The End
|
2
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
102
|
The Endless World Of Words Opens Again
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
103
|
The Happier Blessings
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
104
|
The Human Being is Body- Bound
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
105
|
The Joy Of Suddenly Learning
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
106
|
The Last Poem
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
107
|
The Love We Have For Our Children
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
108
|
The Metaphor of Poetry/Meets The Mysteries Of The Soul
|
20
|
33%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
109
|
The Mighty Stream Slows
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
110
|
The Morning After the Bus Bombing of Rosh Chodesh Adar 5764 Feb.22,2004
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
111
|
The Poem Before The Journey
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
112
|
The Poem Comes/ Of A Longing
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
113
|
The Poem I Wait For
|
2
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
114
|
The Poem Is A Metaphor
|
27
|
45%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
115
|
The Poem Is A Metaphor/ For Whatever The Poet Needs It To Be
|
6
|
10%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
116
|
The Poem Is The Poet's Life
|
2
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
117
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The Poem Of All The Places I Have Never Been
|
3
|
5%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
118
|
The Poem Of Frustration, Anxiety, Fear
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
119
|
The Poem That Is Everything
|
1
|
1%
|
0
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0%
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|
120
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The Poems Are Coming Now
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
121
|
The Poems Have Lost Their Way
|
2
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
122
|
The Poems I Would Have Written
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
123
|
The Poems Went Away
|
1
|
1%
|
0
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0%
|
|
124
|
The Poet Despairs
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
125
|
The Poet Takes Us Somewhere Else
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
126
|
The Poet Writes Of Poems And Poets And Poetry
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
127
|
The Problems And Pains Of Life
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
128
|
The trees and the hills
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
129
|
The Winter Poem Is A Cold Poem
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
130
|
The World Does Not Wait/For A Poem It Will Never Listen To
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
131
|
The World Today Does Not Need A Poem
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
132
|
The World We See/ Is Far Too Vast For The Words We Have
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
133
|
There are already/ Too many dead
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
134
|
There Are Pains Beyond The Healing Of Poetry
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
135
|
There Are Poems Too Painful To Be Written
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
136
|
There Is A Way For A Poem To End
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
137
|
There Is No Light Like The Morning Light
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
138
|
There Is No More-
|
1
|
1%
|
0
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0%
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|
139
|
There Is No Poem So Small
|
1
|
1%
|
0
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0%
|
|
140
|
There Is No Sound In Me Now
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
141
|
There Is So Much Pleasure And Joy In Life
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
142
|
These Lines Are My Trying For Today
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
143
|
This Poem
|
14
|
23%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
144
|
This Poem Came To Me
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
145
|
This Poem Will Be For My Mother And Father
|
1
|
1%
|
0
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0%
|
|
146
|
Three Small Morning Poems Of Despair
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
147
|
To Be Unloved
|
1
|
1%
|
0
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0%
|
|
148
|
Waking
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
149
|
We Are In A War We Do Not Want To Be In
|
1
|
1%
|
0
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0%
|
|
150
|
We Do Not Know Where We Are
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
151
|
We Do Not Outgrow Our Own Sadnesses
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
152
|
We Have Come To The End Of The Road
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
153
|
We Need Poems To Make Us Love Life More
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
154
|
When Happiness Suddenly Comes
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
155
|
When I Do Not Write
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
156
|
When In Decline
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
157
|
Where Were You?
|
2
|
3%
|
0
|
0%
|
|
158
|
Why Should We Be Immortal?
|
1
|
1%
|
0
|
0%
|