Like :No man is an island,
Entire of itself.
Each is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
Each man's death diminishes me,
For I am involved in mankind.
Therefore, send not to know
For whom the bell tolls,
It tolls for thee.
i don't see the point of poetry...it's sooo corny!
They didn't have cameras and dvd players back then....or playstation....
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