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Not From Below by Julianne Carlile |
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Memory is a strange thing: it fills the mind
With things that couldn't be,
And yet it seems so real that only heaven
Wishes for me.
It's a very hard thing to think or believe;
It's like a TV show,
Remembering visits from an angel friend
(Not from below).
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--Submitted by Julianne Carlile on 2011-03-26.
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Julianne Carlile:
We did!
Posted 01/11/2012 06:15 AM
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lanet:
Excuse me, mis-typed. I mean that I read "your" poem.
Posted 03/28/2011 06:15 AM
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lanet:
Oh my! I posted my poem, Night Crawlers, and then read our poem. It's like we had a theme.
Posted 03/28/2011 06:15 AM
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