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I read your comments
i read what you thought
I had meant to say
I read and reread and read again

My heart bled at each stroke of the pen
That said what you said
My eyes leaped to the compliments
That always seemed shorter the longer I read

Wanting, I search for the critic, who
Will set me free

Shimon Weinroth

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