Poetry
Poetry is the beauty of the mind
Only the clever can define
It is the dance of the pen
Only the toddlers call it a ten
It is a mystery yet untold
Only revelation can unfold
It is a puzzle
It causes a dazzle
It is a game
Not for the lame
It is a journey
Not so funny
It is a mission
Which gives room for vision
It brings pleasure
Now and ever, it is a treasure
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