Porous Vessel

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Sometimes words come to me in sprinkles
Sometimes they come to me like a meteor shower
I can’t control the way they come
Like the words in this poem
The words control me
I stay open and let them flow through
Like a porous vessel
And I feel blessed that they chose me
Of all people
To express them

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