In my heart, poetry screams, “I exist! — Delano Johnson, Rare Images of Love
In my heart, poetry screams, “I exist! — Delano Johnson, Rare Images of Love
In my heart, poetry screams, “I exist! — Delano Johnson, Rare Images of Love
In my heart, poetry screams, “I exist! — Delano Johnson, Rare Images of Love
In my heart, poetry screams, “I exist! — Delano Johnson, Rare Images of Love
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In my heart, poetry screams, “I exist!

— Delano Johnson, Rare Images of Love
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I couldn't tell fact from fiction,Or if the dream was trueMy only sure predictionIn this world was you.I'd touch your fe — Maya Angelou
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I've written some poetry I don't understand myself — Carl Sandburg
But let us laugh carelessly like other men. Let us be timid even among fools. Let us knot silence around our throats.For — Glenway Wescott
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I love women whose hidden desires make horses put an end to their lives at the threshold — Mahmoud Darwish, Unfortunately, It Was Paradise: Selected Poems