Thursday, March 17, 2005

Need Of A Depressive Comments

Rating: 3.3

My need is not for things of touch.
Not bread, nor sleep, nor wine,
For these are with me ever much -
I sleep, I sup, I dine.
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Willa T. Olivier
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Philippa Lane 18 March 2005

I think your poem points out that there are no answers regarding the depressive state. I look forward to reading more of your poetry.

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