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Follow your inner moonlight; don't hide the madness.
Allen Ginsberg
steve a. manolis poet
Virgin Poetry
I ponder the edge of this paper, and its face
Virgin, pleading to be fulfilled, as any virgin
White in its purity, but it cuts deep and clean
Fibers filling with the red of my soul
The words scream in agony and despair
Such are the poems that transform this page

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