Monday, December 30, 2013

Poem 048, Sonnet 18: All-One Comments

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I loathe your mob, my friends, your plenitude
Insults my loneliness, your populace
Is but the scourge of fragile perfectness,
And in my oneness find I altitude!
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Samer Madbak
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