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A word is beautiful; a poem, divine.
Monday, June 1, 2009
The mathematician, the poet, and the girl
We three sat in the booth, dark, and with character,
The bar boomed and gloomed around us.
The words spewed from the stage and mocked the page
And spattered insults sprayed from his teeth.
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