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Strangers

Who are you?
For I know you not.
Yet I want to know you.
This is my advance on you.
Through words and rhyme.
We should meet up sometime;
I know I'm not grungy,
But i can be spongy;
Absorbing anything and everything from you.
Wishing to start anew;
A new experience or chapter with a stranger.
Because I feel there is no danger.
Untill then we shall remain strangers.

This poem was written by Dan Finlayson on Feb 19, 2006.

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  1. Bonnie says:

    Liked your poem I think we can all be sponges when it comes to poetry because we may be able to learn from others writings. Enjoyed reading yours. Keep up the good write.

  2. Misty Lackey says:

    Hey this is cool.
    I liked it.
    Neat...

  3. KitWulf says:

    Very Good:)