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Poem Details
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| Title: | The Nurses' Station |
| Author: | Ben |
| Date Submitted: | 4/30/2005 |
| Email: | bensky@ihug.co.nz |
| Poem: |
Smoke-filled rooms of quiet disdain Draws kindred spirits to the same refrain. Music of every kind and hue In it there is a tune for you. Shattered minds draw their strength from this Sharing their space for a Christ-like kiss. Everyone of us has their tale to tell Each one possessing a living hell. Clinging to their own form of medication The centre of the unviverse becomes the nurses' station... |