A Cry To Livre Poem by Candice Renae Williams
A Cry To Livre
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What am I if not some pawn to my own mind?
These self imposed limitations that I have put on my self-
Resemble that of a book on a shelf.
What am I?
But an Upright Livre falling farther behind
I am gathering dust without reading—that is my cry.
Friday, March 25, 2005
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