NotebookA Poem by L. C. Rhodes A poem about poems, from the notebook in question. The notebook is me, And I am notebook. A soul in the pages, A past in black pen, How warped is the cover! How black is my sin! So lovingly Battered, So splendidly worn, How damaged is life! That, Now, I am born!
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L. C. RhodesAboutThere comes a time of self-reflection. Where you look at the words of the past and determine their worth. I do, and have always, found mine valuable. And now I open my notebook to you, dear readers. M.. more..Writing
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