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A Poet
A poet?
Not me
Words is all I see
Intense,I can be
But a poet?
No,not me
Poems I can write
But I can not give insight
My words are black and white
A little deep but not quite
These words that I can give
Is not how I really live
All I say is please forgive
I just try to stay active
I guess I have a common touch
I can only say so much
In my mind I'm out of touch
Wise words are my crutch
These words that are in my
head
To others minds I can spread
From me to you my words I'll
shed
In a book,will not be read
Writing poems
I guess that's me
But a poet?
I couldn't be
No,not me
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