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By Jack Joseph Smith
Kelly
Kelly reads a book in her room
Kelly sees stars right through
HER roof
It is not like she reminds herself
of stuff she knows not of
She knows very well who her immagionatioming is
Weary of rivers still crossing streams
She moves along the lowlands
Deep in inclave and bewildered
before the sea
Kelly knows this
For far away is right next to her
But if she reaches out for God,.
as all adventures finally must;
it is only the devil that snaps
But she is not afraid
Kelly knows a thousand books before her
have gone to their grave
And BEEN loved EVEN MORE