You don’t have
to write them all
but thoughts
deserve a chance
To live beyond
this time and place
in words reborn
to dance
You don’t have
to set them free
but guilt
will curse your ink
For thoughts unread
trapped in your head
to wander
— indistinct
(The New Room: July, 2025)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Comments3
A saying so true words unsaid are words dead. Very nice Kurt
Thanks again, Soren.
Always a pleasure Kurt
Excellent write Kurt
Thanks Tony.
You're welcome
Wonderful and true write, Kurt. Well done! 🌹🙏
Appreciated, thanks TR.
You are most welcome, my friend.
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