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CORAL HULL: REED-SONG: EARLY POEMS: VOL 1                                                                                                                 page-66 DIDN'T WANT TO STICK MY HEAD INTO THE PENCIL SHARPENER I WAS THE ONLY PENCIL A LITTLE BLUNT AT ONE END WITH AN ANGRY LITTLE SMUDGE OR RED SO I TOOK THE RISK AND IN I WENT CERTAINLY I'M GLAD THAT I DID FOR A START MY LEADEN HEART FELL AWAY ROTATING IN STRIPS ELONGATING IN WRINKLED SHAVINGS I THOUGHT I WAS BLUE AT FIRST I LIKED THE SHARPNESS BUT AS THE BLADE MOVES CLOSER TO THE EDGE I FIND I AM BECOMING GREYER JUST LIKE THE REST SO I ROTATE FASTER SO THERE WILL BE NOTHING LEFT BUT THE PENCIL SHARPENER      This website is part of my personal testimony that has been guided by The Holy Spirit and written in Jesus' name.

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