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				That’s Why
  Although I’m slow, I’m thankful I can read. Still, I would like to find a way to show how much my dull, dyslexic eyes impede. I’m thankful I can read, although I’m slow.
  When I take little bites, I do quite well… without too much distraction.  Something lights my understanding, and it starts to gel; I do quite well… when I take little bites.
  Somehow, a word-filled page confuses me; I tighten up or panic.  Though I vow to plug away, ere long my mind will flee. A word-filled page confuses me somehow.
  That’s why the poems I write and read are short. I’m grateful I’m not stupid, though I’m shy of breadth... and depth... of facts I might import. The poems I write and read are short….  That’s why.
  © MLee Dickens'son (Daniel J. Ricketts)
				
				
				
			 
			
			
 
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