Untitled Poem by Larry Ninas

Untitled



I felt as though
my books,
Would remain my
only faiths.
Yet there existed
potent hope.
Yes, what is it-
intangible.

Saturday, June 23, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: Loneliness
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Despertion when reading is the only escape.
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Larry Ninas

Larry Ninas

Columbus, Georgia
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