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RE: poemchallenge by @margaretwise: The happiness of existing
Poetry is homeless speech, an orphan. Speech, which takes from all the languages of the world, but is not itself a language: it is, in each incarnation, a one-time statement that arises when something outside of the order happens in the mind of the poet or in the world.
Great writing @margaretwise
