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Poetic Secrets

from oceans, to gardens, and forests too poetry has always been an eternal form, of written secrets. one has always seen but never understood through oceans round gardens and inside forests poetry has always been found to be true whether they be words, rhyme, rhythym, or tune poetry is and eternally growing plume.

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