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The Begining


One day thoughts were running free, I decided to put pen to paper so I Wouldn't forget the mental image that was seen From that day on there was an explosion, An Explosion of creativity, that was derived from My own life's stories and my naivete Born with a gift for the creation of words I utilize my mind to give knowledge to the world The knowledge of my soul, my experience, my Being. The freedom which I express for no fee, And its all in one form created just for me, My dear I'm speaking about poetry
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