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Before it became a poem

Gravity
It's a property of space
No one can escape
A poem turns to matter
Ruled by the law of physics
But before it became a letter
Or a word
It had no weight
Free to propel
Across space
To enter and to go
It was not mine
It could be in anybody's mind
No one claimed it
It had no weight.

October 21, 2011