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Poem a Day Practice
Friday, December 24, 2010
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Our shoulders have been touching since Michigan.
You tied your shoe in Illinois
in no special manner
and when one of us gets off the train
I will not think of you as gone.
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Ilana Lipowicz
I write a poem every day, hence the title. Sometimes I like them.
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