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poem,
illusration and web page by JASON PAUL FOX
You MUST credit my authorship when reproducing this poem in any way!
(It's OK to give my poem to friends or people at school, if you credit
me and don't make money off it)
copyright 2007 Jason Paul Fox
In the lonesome season,
he loses his hope.
It isn't always black,
but he wishes it was.
When his dreams break
the eyelids that beat
his desires, everything
reverses. So?
Somenight he may cry,
but if the starlight
fingers his grief
he declares his certainity
and sleeps.
His eyelids beat
his desires.