395 Poem by RIC BASTASA
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he taught me this one thing, that pain knows
no size
no breadth
it understands no bigger no smaller no more no less
it is the same thing
for men and women and children
the rich
and the poor feel it
with pain everyone
becomes the saddest person in this world
(i know you are feeling it, now)
Friday, February 20, 2009
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