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Found In Love PoemToday, I might eat the eraser off my pencil. I'll be late. I don't think I'll wash. I need a rest, Lying on the carpet— Tears of loneliness; Rinse my memory. I thought that pain meant I was not loved— It meant I loved Loving isn't as simple as I once thought; Talking about it isn't what matters most. But stand your ground, [We did lay beneath the clouds once] Because it is time for a moral revolution in America. Maybe it will start here— Standing in the rainFound In Love Poem
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