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Poetry
When I am euphoric
Poetry
flows from my hand as
water
flows from a stream.
When I am dejected and depressed
in unimaginable ways
Poetry
drips from my pen as
blood
drips from a wounded
heart.
Poetry IS Me.
Even when there is no pen at hand and no paper to be found
Poetry
runs through
my head
like a
sweet
mystical
song.
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