Old Poetry

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trust to me old poetry
I shall cherish
as the new,
I will read like old
by candlelight,
savoring the smell
of ages past,
listening to their
conversations,
their cities sounds
wrapped in the virtual
reality of time,
reliving days
until now
unknown to me,
thankfully preserved
nature, family, history,
love,
and not to be left out,
Poe’s tales of gore,
I love the new poetry
for today,
but
trust to me old poetry
I shall cherish
unto death

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