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The Real Person
even if waltz is the dance of the day
for the dictator
there are those who dance
the tango
to his dismay
they reason out
that brave people only die once
as cowards die
a thousand deaths
they know how to dance the impossible
they are rocks that obstruct
the rage, the flow
we call them men of principles
they
who die earlier than expected
mark a name
in the fame of stones.
poem
by
Ric S. Bastasa
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