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Poetry
For me and my posterity
Thursday, February 14, 2013
42. Poetic Genetics
Each word in a poem
Is like a gene in a chromosome
Together they form a life all of its own
Change a word or two
And the life form will change too
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Gary Cleave
I spent 50 years working as a communications and development specialist for a variety of organizations in the private, public and not-for-profit sectors. Now I’m just a bit of a mystic.
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