Twists 1 Poem by RIC BASTASA
Twists 1
what i do not know
does not hurt me
do not let me then
know what i must things
invade me somehow events
simply come uninvited flowers
may be omitted it is not
hurting anymore when it comes
by the door on a solemn face
on warm gentle guiding hands
what is expected does not surprise
acceptable always is the natural
there must be no questions neither
must there be answers on this fact
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