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Found Poetry 646


theatre of the tin roof
rain clapping applause sounds
leaks drip eventually down
in spheres like heavy grapes
a decision exhaled in mist
I'll never see truer things	

This poem was created from Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman. Click here to get Leaves of Grass.

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