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02-01-2009
Raja Sharma
Dying a hundred death
Was it not the valour that only dies once
Who would not marvel at the lines like this, Sir?
The poem has really shaken me and I will have to read it over and again to appreciate it fully. Two readings have brought me to the conclusion that the diction is so powerful that it will definitely penetrate the minds of the readers.
God bless you
Rajasir
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01-14-2009
Susan Brown
This reflection is a hard glance, into a place, nobody likes to travel. Guilt is a nasty wound that takes time to heal, any which way, you look into it. Cold is the sensation felt at every twisting turn. Glad you invited forgiveness in there at the ending line, for otherwise, where would we go "when" soul searching in a valley this deep?
Susan
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