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Stung into existence by Noni

Noni 9 November 2011 poetry Comments Off on Stung into existence by Noni
I’m stung into existence by the presence of need
Or could it be a selfish desire?
Slim as a hairline…..undefined boundaries….

That, which brings joy & a curve to the lips
My heart dances, playing through my days
is the tune to which my soul accords

Devoid of gain, detached from the world
and it’s artificial glamour….

I’m stung into existence by the presence of need!

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