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Rhymes Are Fun
Anytime I rhyme, I climb, ascending higher and higher
It clarifies life, it fuels my fire
Words constantly cycling through my head
Some I made up, most have already been said
Like: feather, wall, brick, or tambourine
Question! How much for that submarine?
Back to el point; writing, specifically in rhymes, purifies my mind
It centers my soul, bringing me closer to the divine
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