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Deaths And Entrances

Rating: 2.9

On almost the incendiary eve
Of several near deaths,
When one at the great least of your best loved
And always known must leave
Lions and fires of his flying breath,
Of your immortal friends
Who'd raise the organs of the counted dust
To shoot and sing your praise,
One who called deepest down shall hold his peace
That cannot sink or cease

Endlessly to his wound
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paul amrod 11 April 2019

This piece I analyzed while studying his literature. Always he has a special touch for evoking a dreamlike state of mind. Simply a scintillating metaphysical journey.

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Walterrean Salley 29 November 2016

**Thought provoking.

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Mountain Man 08 September 2016

Classic Dylan very inspiring words by this man....

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Brian Jani 26 April 2014

Awesome I like this poem, check mine oit

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Haytem A.f 01 June 2008

Good work, worth reading.. I give it 8..

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