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A Poem by Tenten

The production of these words

Is a near painful process

Stumbling through beat and tone

Can you tell me where is the flow?

I can’t remember seeing you

In the steady mind numbing count

That the pen is walking to

© 2008 Tenten

Author's Note

Cp. 8:22PM Sun 05/04/08 �The Truth� India Arie tired mind blur(b) (Written, Print Out)

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Added on August 25, 2008

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Tenten

Alamosa, CO

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I know me well enough to know that I don't who I truly am and that I deceive myself into believing i have found my way in life. i well away of the fact that i am a contradiction of actions and words a.. more..