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I'M No Poet

I'm not a real poet just as Pinocchio wasn't a real boy but for our hearts and faith we live life in full awareness coy a revelation of ourselves in bold deploy; with this arsenal of dreams and hopes we yield a rendition beyond simple idea copes, and we merge and blend inner secret expression of who we truly are within our own egressions living on the edge of time and space intervention; so let us have our dreams mindful enterprise and thriving schemes as we purloin the words and phrases pretending we contain the wisdom of the sages in a sequence of interactive rhyme assuages; so here it lay, a poetic urge openly on display that poetry lives in each and every one of us, it's just a question of appreciation and trust in the wordings that we say.

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Date: 9/19/2021 6:26:00 PM
"If you write poetry, it's your fault". - Anon
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