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What is this? you ask of me
Is this what you call poetry? 'No, my friend I share with you words wrapped up flowing from my heart...' With a twinkle in my eye and a whimsical grin... I reply. With it my hope to you might be a story that touches deeply As we gently walk in time... gracefully told like a river flows. Maybe it will stir the soul touch your emotions as you read Not really poetry but, Prose you see... A few lines told in rhyme from the poet buried deep within this heart of mine.
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