I Simply Can't Deny It
A world of words, a
flowing stream,
From stars above to
earthly dream.
Each post, a seed, a
gentle nudge,
For thoughts to bloom, no room to grudge.
A comment here, a whispered plea,
Awakens worlds inside
of me.
If taking these is called
a crime,
I'll steal again, through space and time.
But oh, the need, the
heavy sigh,
To gather light from passersby.
This constant urge,
I simply can't deny.
T.M. Solvang
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