December 27, 1982 5:10 p.m.
Poetry by Michael F. Nyiri
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A bright beacon of hope shines off the shimmering shrinkwrap adorning a new package of lined but unworded writing paper. A new year, replete with with same beacon, always shines into my head with the urge to write, & let that writing contain Urgent messages to The world at large. By & by I have questioned myself while deluding my existence and knowing how I could rise above my anxieties. I might have accomplished this. If the accomplishment can be borne into the written word then a true accomplishment will have been
made. Let's see now......... where to begin.
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