Its Too Early To Prite Woetry
"A poet is a sapient of notions,
And a serpent wrapped up in miracles.
They release poems as saccharine poison.
And success in every session".
I heard but it’s not true for me.
God “where to go in these malevolent ways?
What to really achieve before my death finales?
Where to live in this immoral place?
Why should I survive on this Immortal maze?
When would I die in these ill-advised days?”
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