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POET'S CORNER

A SILENT FRIEND

I am so lonely, as is true

of others such as me

I have no friends-save one who stands- and listens patiently.

She does not answer when I speak

but looks at me and smiles.

I pour out all my thoughts to her, my pleasures and my trails. At times it seems that she may speak, I try so hard to hear her,

Her lips, they part no sound comes forth No answer from my mirror.

"Louise 5-L-7"

FROM THE NEXT DIMENSION

Break every link with Space and Time -

Fetishes of the weak -

The unsupported steps we climb

Would terrify the meek.

Unlike our brothers Earth has caught

We spring from another race

And ride the wind on wings of thought

Or hide in a lipstick case.

We girls who cast no shadow ride,

And pay no airplane fare;

And smile at mankind's ugly pride

From our world-with-out-a-care

Reality can't touch us, as in TV-land we roam Where every girl's an island; island fortress,

island home.

Sheila (30-B-2 FPE)

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