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I am a Poet

I consider myself a poet,

A new version of Shakespeare.

I let the words flow through my soul,

And let it take over minds.

I can't fix your life,

But I can fix your day.

For your happiness

Could be a few lines away.


My words make you laugh,

My words make you cry.

My words help you live,

My words keep you alive.

I can feed your soul,

Line by line.

I can broaden your mind,

Verse by verse.


How it is possible?

How could that be?

I can paint you a mountain,

Or a lovely spring scene.

Word by word,

The image shall grow.

For I am a poet,

And this you shall know.


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