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:: Sunday, February 16, 2003 :: here's the poem i read at the anti-war poetry reading....i wrote it pretty quickly and it is a spin off of one of my other posted poems...it's short but to the point...and it needs a lot of work, but here it is (of course there is no title...i have problem with them):
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