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By jamesaguiar - Posted on 31 August 2010

 For some, words, read ring from the page
or voice
resonating in empathetic overtones
of the soul.
For others, they are cacaphony
ruined runes that lie in heaps on a page
begging to be swept clear, erased.
It doesn't matter
mad poetic hatters
create because they must
the inner, small voice
not begging to be heard
finds comfort in words...