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Poetry In My Pocket

I have a handful of them , right beneath my sleeves. Deep,narrowly in my pocket. Words of knowledge that awaken the soul, Rhythms in lines pleasant to the ears, Tones in words with wide imagery. The language of spoken words, The song of a poet. I’ve a handful of them, yes,narrowly in my pocket!

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