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By Anna Lorena

Quiet, reluctant, endurant, brave- A tired man in a body which must sustain Through trying times without Complaint Protest Or the ability to make it all go away. Silence through sorrows- Shouts when no one can understand: The need for compassionate companions Outweighs the need for understanding Because no one can ever really know What this hellishly difficulty position Takes out of a body And a spirit. The spirit which loses control Over the body- That must yield to something far greater Every so often, predictably.

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March 19, 2005 15:42My_pain_your_thrill

Love it, im looking forward to reading, and commenting on more of your poems.

March 21, 2005 01:57Anna Lorena

thank you very much for commenting - you get a gold star and i hope to see you around on here!