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Someone took a lot of effort to write what I ignoreI scan over and take in the "gist"
Then click off never to be seen again
Someone's creativity ignored by me
But you see
Heaps of the stuff, too much to read
An everlasting cyberspace of pages
I read one and miss a million
May be two million, may be a trillion
Even the few I see I don't see
Not really
I may leave a comment
I know what it means
Poetry is personal, few make it through
One man's poetry is another man's mouse click
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Poetry by JohnJohn
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Written on 2015-03-10 at 08:16




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