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Found Poetry 422

10/31/20

I sweat like a diamond opposite
ripples from an uncleansed mind
a gateway fluttering incessantly
the weighty wonders of the world
object with affection sounding a gong

it comforts me that no one notices
for they are in a grotesque rush
and sensitive to every pull or push
and grapple with distorted voices
so they fall like ripe berries on a bush

This poem was created from Walden by Henry Thoreau. Click here to get Walden.

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